I did not get, then, to bring her to her climax. Gently, she lifted me up onto the bed and we curled together, our pussies kissing each other as did o...r mouths. Then her hand was between us and intruding into me, curling into me and finding my spot. I copied her and together we rode the other’s hand and kissed deeply. It was slow and gentle. It didn’t stay slow though. Our pace increased as the edge neared and when I went over it, it was a few minutes before Lana came over it with me. We lay. When she asked about going down the hall, I was kinda shocked."Marissa looked at Katie, then back at me, her mouth open, and finally said, "Wait. You like thought she wanted to, you know do something? Or with you? Or with Katie? As in the room?"I just shrugged. I guess I wasn't really sure what I was expecting. But considering how horny I was, I had hoped something would happen.Then, glancing at Katie, standing there in her two-piece bikini, and looking at my step-daughter in her skimpy little. I describe the process rather absently; neitherone of us really listening since we are both soaking ineach others’ bodies. The room seems rather hot. I begin with your shoulders. My hands are warm andcaressing, lightly callused to really get at thosemuscles without being too rough. You hum inappreciation. Slightly turning your head towards me younotice how lose my shorts really are since you can catchglimpses of my balls. The sac appears taut, full, andready to unleash its creamy goo. You. Honey...” I stammered. “I didn’t know you knew about that ... I didn’t mean for you to find that out...”“Mom...” she laughed at my consternation. “Bryan told me about it that night. We have no secrets, that’s why we ... why we work so well together. If it bothered me I would have said something years ago. I know you were just concerned about me.”“Well ... yes...” I sighed. I couldn’t believe she’d known it all this time. That was another old memory that I often pulled out and mulled over with.