We had met up with him a couple of times at a mutual friends home and my wife and I got along great with him. She would flirt with him but not any mor... then she did with my other friends. While after about 9 months of running into him at various places, he called to ask if I could help with some repairs to his boat, nothing major, just a little engine and fiberglass work. I agreed and we set it up for the following Saturday. I told my wife she didn’t have to go and would probably be bored, she. I turned my head to look at her, and realized she was awake.She said, “Are you hungry? It's the middle of the afternoon.”“Yeah, I guess I am.”“Let's get dressed and make something to eat. Then I'd like you to run an errand for me.”“What's that?” I asked.My daughter said, “I've heard about the 'morning-after pill'. Can you get me one? I have another question.” chapter begins, the girl, a senior in high school, approached her father with some frank questions about sex.* * * * * * * * * *My. Our hands touch and our fingers lock as we walk back to the room. We must have spoken but I can’t remember anything that was said. In the room we don’t waste any time, we embrace and our first kiss lights up the room. It lasts forever. I look into here eyes, those eyes, her lids are heavy with desire. She starts undressing me, not quite urgently, not slowly either. Then she undresses herself and I get to see her magnificent breasts, the very best I have ever seen, just like I like’m, full and. Not at all. I love it,” he placed a kiss right above her clit.“This is where your father pumped his penis and created you.”“Why it is all hairy, ma? The book you showed doesn’t have hair at all.”“This is how a real vagina looks like, babe. And I prefer bush rather than shaved. Shaved pussies looks clean but will itch like crazy.”“Does it itch it for you?” Nandu inserted a finger into her pussy.“Argh. Baby,” she was taken by surprise.“Sorry. Did it hurt?”“Uh. No. Babe.”“Can I kiss it like I kiss.