Paul had watched me fuck her and was mesmerized. He told us it was really hot watching that. I asked him if he’d like to take a shot. He moved into ...osition in front of her, on his knees and quickly slid into her. He stayed on his knees for a short time before falling on her and giving it to her missionary, with her legs around his back. In this position, I could get down and see, and smell, the action, as well as snake my tongue in now and then to lick the copious juices off his cock as it. I rubbed my pussy while I kissed him and it was ready for him my clit was engorged and sensitive. I leaned back rubbing myself for a moment while he watched and said "We've gone this far do you want this"? He sat there motionless eyes glazed over obviously thinking about it. When he didnt make a move I took charge and said "I wont tell my daughter I need to feel something I need this Please just this once." Still nothing, Then I saw him grab his cock. I turned my back to him and was getting. Danielle found that the sex and eroticism was replaced with business and product and that made her take pause. Paula stated that it was much easier to think of it that way, rather than dwelling on the intimacy of the act. The product was flesh, and it was far easier for a woman to fake than a man. A bottle of lubricant and some well placed moans went a long way for a woman: but it was hard to fake a hard-on or cum-shot.Danielle stood before the dinning room’s window and gazed out over the city. “Both. I really need time away to sort out my feelings, Curt. Read your damn email.”I just about threw the phone across the room but took a few deep breaths instead. An email alert popped up so I opened it. It was the expected one.“Dearest Curt,” she wrote, which had me rolling my eyes, “I have had my eyes opened to how little of life I have experienced. There’s so much more that I want now that I never even thought of before. These new desires are driving me a bit crazy and I need time to sort.