I pushed her back down onto the bed and smiled at her. “I am not done with you yet.” I said with a sly smile. She laid there looking up at me, a b...t of fear in her eyes. I could tell that she was the person who stopped touching herself after her first orgasm, never letting herself go and working for as many as she can take. I was excited to be the first person to give her multiple orgasms. I ran my finger once more over her clit, making her body buck again before leaning forward and kissing. ." In China?"She nodded, but ignored my obvious question. Mother had been born in China and had emigrated to Canada years ago. That was a well known tale in our family. "... mother had me bring father his lunch out in the fields." Her family being farmers - this made sense. "Not long after I started to develop into a woman...", she nodded down at her chest and I could not help but steal another glance at her cleavage, "... father asked me if I loved him. Of course I told him I did - he was the. Faster and faster he drove his horny part into me. With my legs I clutched his back and support with my hands on his ass, his bumps. "Come my horny stallion - hhhhhrrrrrrrgghghhh - hit me on cloud seven - give me your beautiful spear". I lost sight and hearing. As best I could I met his shots. That was so of insanely horny as his big cock rubbed against my intestinal wall and repeatedly bumped into my prostate. I enjoyed each of his intense bumps to the full and my moans just made him. As she walked away, Bobby could see speckles of his twenty-six-year-old cum on her twenty-eight-year-old hippie butt.----Bobby had just finished up and was putting his tools in the trunk of his car when Summer drove up. She parked her car and came up to him. He felt a little awkward and didn’t know whether to kiss her or not in front of her mother’s house, so he didn’t even try. She didn’t try either.“Hi, Bobby,” she said.“Hi, Doc,” he said.“Now stop that,” she said. “Or maybe I should call you.