She looked a bit flustered and I imagined that she had been masturbating. As she was bent down she looked around and saw me looking at her. She gave a...big smile and a wink. “Did you have a nice steamy shower Greg?” Tina asked. I said “Yes, very hot and steamy…” With that the telephone rang and I her Claire shouting “I’ll get it.” The next thing I heard Claire saying was “Is it really necessary?” With that Tina stood up. Claire came through and told us that there was a problem at work and. Whenever she planned to see Peter, she would almost always wear either a dress or a skirt and blouse. She also would wear her prettiest lingerie, not the industrial strength garb she wore around home. Today she had worn sheer thigh-top stockings, a black thong, and a lacy little black bra with cups that folded in for a half-cup look. Quickly stripping off the dress, she hurriedly stuffed it into the bag her shoes had been in, folded in her bra cups, and then put on the raincoat and buttoned it. I carefully looked over my body, proud of my shape I had been able to keep even in my early forties.I have creamy white skin with a thin waist and wide hips that accentuate my figure. I moaned quietly as I ran my hands over my perky, breasts and turned to the side to look at my ass in the mirror, before running my hands over my womb knowing I wouldn't keep this figure once I started showing I was pregnant again.Life had been difficult since my divorce. My daughter actually hated me as a mother,. I... can't... stop... cuuuuummming... to... your... gia... ant... prick... Oh... oh... oh... give... it... to... me... I had never gotten soft after my first blasts of cum and I was feeling the pressure building again for another flood. She let out a "Oh... no... oh... no... can't... stop..." I continued to hump away for all I was worth. We were like wild beasts having at each other, groaning and bucking. Her satiny legs continued their rhythmic squeezing in time with my thrusts. I let go of.