. perfunctory, unimaginative. Then fast forwarding again in the hope the next would be better. And usually it just wasn't. Trouble is, even the best o...es – what people call the classics – had that problem of trying to build pretty feeble story lines around sex scenes, and that just added to the fast forwarding thing. People who watch porn just want to see the sex, but what they get to see is repetition. Doesn't matter who's banging who, the bits look the same. And let's be honest, one minute of. Considering how many politicians get caught fooling around, I just deal with the dearth of sex. My wife used to give me a blowjob every week or so, primarily because it was easier than actually having to spread her legs and let me fuck her. At any rate, a couple of months ago, Kelly, my daughter, and I went fishing, as we often do on weekends. Wife does not go fishing, the sun is "bad for her complexion." I was wearing my usual shorts and t-shirt, and Kelly was wearing a modest (for this day. She sensed his surprise and told him that he was tasting his own cum. She then shoved her wet sticky fingers in his mouth and asked him to compare her taste to his own. That made his cock get even harder.Ben asked again if they fuck, but Bella told him to be patient. It was time for him to return the oral favor. She laid back on the bed and placed her hand on his head, guiding his mouth down to her crotch. She had on lacey white panties and as he looked at her camel toe, and smelled her. “Hmm I see you did get turned on listening didn’t you, you dirty little boy”“What? No, I mean, um… Oh god. I’m sorry Clair; please don’t tell anyone, I’ll do anything.” I said, fear rising in my voice, what if she told my fiancée or her husband they were only down the hall. I could hear them laughing and joking in the living room, I guess they thought I was still making a drink.“Well if you really want to do anything, you may as well make it worthwhile for you. Sit down and I’ll give you a real.