She was moaning loudly and her fingernails were digging into the skin of his back, over his shoulder blades. He could feel his release coming ever clo...er to the edge, and within a minute or two, he was exploding deep within her, spilling his hot sticky love juice in her wetness. He collapsed on the couch beside her, his member still throbbing within her. He kissed her deeply and held her tight, running a strand of her hair through his fingers."Baby, let's go take a shower together, then saddle. That's exactly what this teen daughter was hoping for. It wasn'tso much sexual as it was revealing. I really had no intention of everdoing anything overtly sexual with him but this reaction was a surpriseto me as well as to him I'm sure. It was more of a feeling of power forme but I must admit it did give me quite a tingle. And I knew it was timeto bring this to a conclusion before he had a heart attack."OK daddy. You now know what I needed to talk to you about today. I knowit's been a long. Horny wife, husband who likes showing off and watching, sometimes both at the same time. Two kids, one off at college so he's more or less out of the picture at the moment, although remembering some stuff with him I'm thinking there might be some interest there, too.On the ground, so to speak, one daughter and daughter's best friend. Both athletes. Both in pretty good shape. Hell, "pretty good"? That's nonsense. They're both gorgeous. Slim, curves that you notice but not nearly too much, cute. This was all so wrong. She should be thinking of Corey. But all thoughts of her boyfriend had long since fled from her mind, and deep down inside, something whispered that this was all so right. Out of all the homes in The Hague she could have climbed into, she’d climbed into the window of Jan van Es for a reason…and that this was that very reason. Who was Jan van Es? How had he known how to tap into every dirty thought and sexual fantasy she had never ever permitted herself? She’d never.