"Jane rearranged the towels on the bed over the pillow and lay back down on them to await her turn. She looked up at Johnny who was staring at her."Ar... you sure you want to watch your old Mommy get a shave, Johnny?" she asked."You sure aren't old, Mommy. I didn't get hard by just watching Leniki. I think you know that. I been thinking about you all day. I can't wait for bedtime. Is that all right for me to be that way?" You flatter this old thing, but if it makes you feel any better, I've been. ’ ‘I want to believe you, but it’s hard.’ She exhaled slowly. Rob nuzzled her neck and inhaled the warm scent of her fragrant skin. Soft notes of vanilla mingled with Nicole’s musky perfume. He could feel himself responding to her close proximity and he tried valiantly to control his passion. She needed time. He stayed behind her as they both gazed up at the star strewn sky. The curve of her bottom fit snugly in the cradle of his hips, almost like they had been made for each other. His arms. "No way. I'm gonna keep her forever." Heh!" He chuckled and took a swallow of his scotch. I drank some of my Coke too.I knew my dad pretty well by then. He owned his own company and made a lot of money, so he had a very practical attitude. I'd had Tiffany for less than a day and already he'd started thinking about her as numbers. How much she'd cost versus how much she'd be worth after a year or two or five. He liked to talk to me about stuff like that. Depreciation and Market Forces and. ..!" she cried into my neck. I held myself inside her, not moving, to give her a chance to recover.Panting she said simply, "Okay."It was like fucking a c***d. At first, I did all the work, thrusting up into her but eventually, Paula took over, holding me tight with her arms and legs as she worked my cock inside her. I just stood there and let her get on with it. She got faster and faster, breathing hard through her nose until she came, squealing into my neck, her orgasmic contractions gripping.