He looked deep into her eyes only to read the message he’d hoped for. The tip of her tongue reflexively dipped out to lick the lip that he’d just ...asted. He bent forward again, this time feeling the kiss hungrily returned. Their lips continued to taste each other as hands began to roam. His wet body pressed against her fully clothed one. Her soft hands slid up his back to entangle in his dripping hair. As the kiss ended, he hugged her closely to him, enjoying the sweet scent of her hair. As the. "I care about you so, relax, forget about what is right or wrong and try to enjoy it," she told her daughter. Like I am going to try and enjoy it, she added to herself. Chelsea let her mom spread her legs and get between them. Pretend it's not your daughter, Kristen urged herself. Pretend that the pretty little pussy belongs to one of the girls David used to bring home. Hell, just focus on that plump, tight, bald, perfect little cunt. Kristen felt her own pussy get warm as. ” WOW . “Ohh,” Mom moaned when the chair first started vibrating. The chair had a rather unique design to it. A ridge was formed on the seat so that it followed the crack of her ass cheeks and curved up so that the ridge curved up enough to cove the crotch of her panties. It stimulated mom’s pussy clit as well as her erogenous asshole. “See, I knew the music and my relaxation chair would relax you. I always sit on my favorite chair while putting on my makeup, it makes me feel so damn sexy ”. It had been a routine for nearly 30 years regardless if it was my hand or my wife’s loving touch. Now I had sex twice without a hint of an erection, exploded with a load of cum that was equal to any in my life, and intense feeling to outside stimulation by fabrics, the caress of a soft hand, or perhaps the brush of hair across a shoulder or other parts of my bodyI pulled out my lunch box, which Beth always prepared for me and ate in silence while I waited for a load of lumber to be ready for.