My sweet little wife Serena and my beautiful daughter Molly and I had gone to Crystal River, A small fishing village about a two and a half hour drive...from home. We went out on a charter boat and had a ball. I didn’t fish much. I just had such a hoot just watching my two tiny girls scream and swear as they fought huge groupers. I didn’t want to take a second away from their fun. I had been there and done that plenty of times. The crew of the boat fell all over themselves to try and help the. I wasn’t, though. I figured there would be plenty of time for soul searching and self-flagellation later. Right now, however, Summer wanted to see my attic.There weren’t any stairs. Instead, there was a wooden ladder with a rope attached so you could pull it down. It was a bit inconvenient for taking canvasses up and down, but I managed. I’d like to say I was being a gentleman, allowing her to go first. The truth is I wanted to look up her skirt, and so I did, my pulse racing at the sight of. Slowly and gradually we became friendly and i asked her many questions about her..she told me that she got married around 20 years back and she had a 19 yr old daughter..i complemented her by saying that she had amazing long hair and how was she maintaining it..she told me her entire routine and she asked me if i liked long hair and i replied that i was mad behind long hair and any female who was having long hair..and then she replied that even her daughter had knee length hair.hearing this. I knew it wouldn’t take much to push me over, but I didn’t want to rush either. I spread my legs as wide as I could without hitting my husband and began to rub. Though the blankets and sheet were still over my body, I could smell the aroma of my aroused pussy. His fingers kept teasing my nipple, my fingers rubbed my clit. I wanted to cum so badly, but now it seemed I couldn’t hit the right rhythm. I pushed two fingers inside my pussy. It was so wet. I used my thumb to rub my clit. I pretended.