As I contemplated my situation, I realized that Rachel was really an angel. She was also a sexual hottie that made me feel twenty years younger. I had...a loving daughter, a hot woman for my bedmate, and enough stability to make life pleasant.Rachel came in, kissed me, and went to the shower. She was out in five minutes. I watched her dry her elegant body and saw her coming for me. She put her head on my chest and said, "Do you really want me to live with you and be your woman?" I felt her hands. She’s cleaned her face and hands and now has a wash cloth and bends over me and starts cleaning my body, ending on my cock. As she washes it and pulls on it a little, she asks, “Does this get hard again?””Oh, yeah. It will probably take a few minutes. If you get back here so we can cuddle with each other, it’ll speed things up.””Well, I want it to get hard again because then you can fuck me. It’s a little scary, thinking of that big thing going in me, but I want to try it.””Diane, I don’t want. My wife was being taken anally and I had been distracted by how hot it looked. The reflection in the mirror showed her gritting her teeth, struggling to adjust to the stretching of her ass. There was a slight quiver in her jaw."Come on, dear," I almost forgot about Shelley. "Enough of this gentle giant. Show them who is in charge. Show me some pillage and plunder. Conquer the enemy and make whores of their women." Perhaps Shelley simply wanted to direct a porn film. Jeremy certainly had the. The boys and the mothers watched intently as I took thelipstick, removed the cap, wound the tube to it's fullest extent, andbrought the lipstick to my lips and did what any 16 year old girl woulddo in a Beauty Salon. I made myself beautiful. The Mothers loved it. MyMother loved it. The Boys just looked at their nails and thought aboutthe offer of matching lipstick. I don't know what they thought aboutthe offer. I can guess.Everyone gathered around the styling chair as Miss Vicky took my.