"Do you feel like you have to cry, Tonya?", he said, noticing her tear-stained face, "If you do, just go ahead and cry for as long as you need to, OK?...Tonya nodded, and tried to let her tears flow. She realized that her arousal had taken her depressed mood away, so she thought about everything that had happened to her, and a little while later, she felt a tear well up in her eye, and it dripped down her face, followed quickly by more. Soon, a veritable floodgate of tears were streaming down her. To go from not having sex at all, to doing it almost every single day was amazing, to say the least. I finally got back to my sexual glory daze. It took nearly sixteen years, but I did it. After you turned three, he dove head first into his career, and my muff has been taking a back seat to it ever since." That's bullshit, Mom. I know you've become more beautiful with age, but I know you were still stunning back then." Oh, aren't you a sweetheart?" I pondered, tightening my grip. "Fucking your. I had my eyes closes per his indtructions and he managed to start doing some extra work on my genitals, grabing my woody at times briefly but often. This went on for a bit and then it was done. He told me to dress and I did, kinda dissapointed that he didn’t take advantage of me like I thought he would. But he did say if I would agree there would be more to come, and it wasn’t long- just the next day I think, and I was in his bed naked for him so he could run his hands all over my boyish body. Once again, what a guy!!!Linda started in with a flood of questions of how it felt, why this, what that, so inquisitive. She then told me that I convulsed for about 2-3 minutes as she and my husband just sat there watching me.As she kissed me, I asked her if she was ready to try it out. She blushed so much that her whole body got red, but nodded with a little grin of complete approval.I whispered in her ear, "do you want my husband to help or just me?" I wanted to be sensitive to the fact that.