I was like , i like wilde womens. Than i asked her how is your marraige life going? She got quite for minute and gasp and in sad sound my husband is n...t in much interst in sex. He is always bz with his work and i asked her what kind of work her does. She said he drive taxi and when he comes home from work eat and after half hour he felt sleep and he have no time to pleasue me , we have sex in week on sunday and he can’t satatifed me , he using just trying to do it in bed and argasm , and than. “Mine gave me a Shakira CD. I don’t even like Shakira.” Belinda giggled. “I bet you wouldn’t say that if she was lying here right here right now, with her legs open, begging you to lick her wet pussy.” “Probably not,” Donna admitted. “But that thing looks scary. Does it hurt?” "Mom showed me how to use it,” Belinda replied. “Believe me, it doesn’t hurt." Donna wanted to ask more questions about how exactly Belinda’s mom had taught her to use a vibrator, but that would have to wait for later.. ”We both got up and while I got out my guitar and sheet music, she packed up her sheet music and left the room.“Let’s review your chord transitions, and then we’ll start on advanced strumming techniques.”We spent the next forty-five minutes doing as she said, then we worked on playing Yesterday.“Practice that one. You could play and sing with the piano accompanying you.”I chuckled, “So it’s a mother-daughter tag-team, is it?”“She has someone filling in, but you’re better. If you don’t mind me. And as one, sitting up, gripping each other tightly and kissing deeply, drifting back down to the bed together. Pulling him on top of me, opening myself to him, grinding, feeling his cock sliding along my pussy."Make love to me, daddy... I need to feel you inside me... please daddy... take me... make me yours..."He caressed my face, kissing my forehead, my eyes, my lips, whispering "I love you baby... so goddamn much... I love you..." as his cock found my entrance and slowly pushed into my hot.