I then inserted the tip passed her camel toe. Her body moved again. Her big ass shook. Her body quivered again. She was having a mini orgasm from my f...nger. I pushed her face down on my cock and held it there as she gagged. She then spit me out. I rubbed her pussy harder as she moaned on my lap.After a few minutes Samantha moved to let me kiss her big ass. She pushed her breast on my cock. She wrapped them around my cock. I could feel the arm rest get wet as she shot warm milk on the leather.. The right side of her chest held a loose flap of skin and a large, ugly scar."Haven't decided about an implant yet?" I asked."No. It would help when I'm wearing clothes, I suppose, but won't hide the scar," she answered softly, "and I can just stick a breast form in my bra if I want to look symmetrical."I bent and kissed the tip of her left breast, drawing a gasp from my shower-mate. I suckled it for a few moments and gently slipped a middle finger between her legs, seeking out her little bud,. Men or women's.And hurl that stupid, albeit, really cute white strapped heel at my mirror.The mirror shatters down the middle, splintering bits of reflection casting out in an array of deadly pointy things. I yell and jump backwards, always have been easily startled. The shards shimmer with the full moon, which I finally notice at 11:35 pm. I make note to always appreciate the moon, not enough people do so in my humble opinion.I digress, however, as more of a gut reaction I kneel down and pray.. " Wide eyes looked back at her from both faces across the table. "Second, Tom, I haven't been completely open with you. When I was Carly's age, I had a lover. He taught me about physical love. You weren't my first." You never said I was," he said, suddenly. He was blinking rapidly. "I mean I knew you were my first, but I also knew I wasn't your first." You were my second," said Beth. "My first was ... my Uncle Bob."There. She'd said it. It was out there, for better or worse. All she could hope.