Everyone does it.”“Even you, Daddy?” A mischievous smile popped across her lips. “Is that why you’re so hard right now? Did I interrupt?”�...�No, no, just morning wood,” I told her, my ears burning hotter. “It happens to guys.”“I was giving him a handjob,” my wife said. “And, yes, you did interrupt. But that’s okay. Now what’s so strange about your pussy?”“Well, my hymen’s gone. And I feel so ... open down there. I could get three fingers into me. I never could get more than my little finger past. He pulled out and stepped back looking me over. I glanced down seeing my own puke completely covering my titties, stomach, thighs and the shower floor. Then without warning he lifted me to my feet by my hair causing me to let out a shriek of pain. He yanked me out of the shower and through the bathroom towards the door. I glanced in the mirror and hardly recognized myself. Multiple streams of eyeliner ran down my cheeks to my jaw line, I was covered from face to knee in my own vomit, strings of. I casually asked him if he was passing through and he said yes but he was stuck here until after Christmas when the warehouse opened and he could pick up his load and he asked us if we were traveling. We told him no we lived nearby and had just came over for lunch. I told him it must be awful to be away from family on Christmas and he said "yeah but what can you do?" I suggested he have lunch with us and least he could have some friendly companionship for awhile and I would even buy. He thanked. I got the impression that she was about to slide down my body and maybe take me in her mouth again, however I wanted to control things, and hadn't finished with her yet. As we continued kissing, I rolled her onto her back, left kissing her mouth and began kissing my way down her neck to her shoulders. I carried on down as I was desperate to kiss her gorgeous breasts, all the while my right hand was gently tickling her upper thigh and the bottom of her tummy to add to the teasing. Without going.