When she finally stopped cumming, she collapsed against my side and laid motionless for a moment before speaking. “Jesus, honey, it felt so fucking...good to climax in a mans arms again. It's been so fucking long since I've felt this loved, this wanted. Can you get it up again? I'm still horny.” “Liz I love you! I want to make you cum this time. Lets masturbate each other this time. I'll do you and you do me. OK? Would you like that?” “Oh, yes! Yes! Please! Make me cum! I need that so fucking. "I was wearing a thin pink baby doll nightie and matching pink panties. My brown hair was all around my shoulders and my tits strained at the fabric of my nightie. He sat down on the bed and slid a hand up my thigh."Daddy no! We can't. Mom is in the next room." I gently pushed his hand away. He squeezed my thigh and slid it toward my panties again. I slid away from him a little. He was pretty drunk and I knew he wouldn't want mom to catch us. He suddenly grabbed me roughly and said, "Hold still. The journey from boyhood to womanhood was one of the definingaspects of what made her who she was today.In fact, that hardship was what made her see how blessed and lucky shewas. Everything in life was not just handed to her. Janet's family wouldhave never been able to show how supportive they were if she did not needthem in a major way. People always say they would always be there for you.Sadly many of those people show those words were as meaningless as ababy's babble when they had to back. Before I could respond, she slid her bikini bottom off, and lay back on the sand. My cock immediately began to respond, and by the time I was positioned between her legs it was at full strength again. Without waiting for prompting, I moved forward with confidence. It was short lived however, when I missed her pussy and slid into the sand under her bottom. I jumped up and raced for the water rinsing the sand off. In an instant I was positioned between her legs once again, moving forward. .