She asked him to be her guinea pig when she wanted to learn how to kiss, for example. And she never thought of all the things they did as being seriou... sex until after us kids were born. So she didn’t think of what Brinn and Shannon and I did as serious sex either. Nor were the things Uncle Bob had “helped us explore.” She had always worried, as any mother does, that her daughter’s entry into the world of sex might not go so well. Her own hadn’t, and she’d always been scared that ours wouldn’t. I was breathing real fast, panting you could say. He was sweating buckets and had his eyes fastened onto the road as if his life depended on it, and of course it did (ours too). Conversation had died out now and the only thing that he said as I started to pump the now wet shaft of his penis was, "whatever you do, please don't stop," Between gasps of air I managed to answer him, "The same to you, but if you take your eyes off the road it's all over." He gasped his agreement and begged me to go. My hips continued to buck as I picked up a little pace. The lubrication of her honey allowed me to slip in and out with more ease as time passed. I continued to kiss her neck, making my way up across her chin to her luscious red ruby lips. The sweet moment was only magnified as our lips met. Our tongues exploring each others mouths. I continued to not fuck, but make love to his beautiful woman.As our lips parted ways and with several more thrusts of my cock inside of her, Amy whispered to me. The young naked man then scored even more points just as he was preparing to leave the stage. He did that by cheekily reaching his hand down between Tammy Maple’s legs and giving her painted up clit a few tickles with his fingers. Tammy responded by spreading her legs even wider apart to help facilitate this unexpected moment of pleasure but was left hungering for more when Bjorn withdrew his hand and left the stage leaving the MC feeling some what frustrated. Again this was all caught on.