My wife was just too hard on Valerie, always putting all this pressure on the poor thing. I peeked into my daughter's room, expecting to find her cryi...g. I was ready to comfort her.She was a good girl. I just wished Anna could see that.Instead of finding her sobbing, Valerie was shaking her head as she sat on her bed. She looked dazed, her eyes a little unfocused. Then she blinked and furrowed her brow. She fell back on the bed, holding her fingers up in the air before her, twitching them.“Did. I positioned myself in such a way, that should see glance or looked in my direction she would easily be able to see into my shorts, she was barely visible to me in the mirror on the wall.While I was lying there I started visualizing some erotic scenarios that may occur, and without realizing it my penis started growing and was peeking between my pants and leg. That is when I noticed her staring at my cock trying not to make it that obvious to me. By this time it was really difficult to contain. Our breathing started to quicken. Then I was buried to the hilt inside of her. I took a second. “How’s that feel?” She asked. “To be honest… weird.” “Weird?” she laughed. ”We’re having sex, and it’s weird?” “Well hold on,” I defended. “You build a portion of your mind and your life around this ‘act,’ and when you finally do it, yeah, it’s weird. But, it’s good. And you feel great.” Now I was starting to move in and out of her pussy. But being inexperienced, I started moving my whole body. ”After, they rested, Alejandra cuddled against his side. “How I missed you Joe,” she said between kisses.“I have the play for you to read,” he told her.“Business already?” she laughed.“Part of the love,” he told her.“I know. Could you read it to me?”“Perhaps have Katrina help?”She laughed. “She misses you almost as much as me most likely.”“It would just be better, but yeah,” he laughed too.They bathed after that, sensuous but not sexual. Except for frequent caresses of sensitive areas. Someone.