‘But…,’ she started and at the same time received a smack on her other cheek. ‘Will you just stop that,’ she snarled, and got a smack on the...other cheek in response. Her bottom felt like glowing but at the same time she registered her pussy was even warmer and her breaths came in heavy gulps. ‘I want to come,’ she gasped as he stroked her clit carefully. ‘Please, just come inside of me,’ she pleaded as her body was so strung she could barely register what was happening. All she knew was that. " Maybe it's something she would like to experience." Wow. And that would be okay with you?"Just then we heard my wife coming downstairs, I said, "So could you make it happen?" About a week later our daughter said, "My boyfriend and I are going to a nightclub; what if mom came along?" Do you have a date for her?" Possibly; is that all right?" Make sure she has condoms." My God, where have I heard that before? So how is this supposed to go down?" Simple, get her drunk and put them. That thought or idea doesn't bother me. Someone once said if you shut your eyes and someone gives you a blowjob you would be hard-pressed to tell who or which sex was the giver.Don't know as up to this point in my life I haven't tried that yet - but it sounds a pretty factual statement to me!For what it's worth that's my two cents. But by sitting down and talking things over before hand you, in setting clear rules of engagement (military style!) are in full control of the situation right from. I was hyper aware of the world around me the first time I drove. And this first time I had sex with a woman, even if it wasn't the sex I had fantasized about, I was hyper aware of that too.I don't know what made me do it, but right in the middle of all that stuff that I knew, intellectually, meant she was having an orgasm, I reached up to pinch both her turgid nipples. When I did that, her head fell forward, and her still damp hair flopped against her cheeks as she gave out this almost inhuman.