Meanwhile she was saying: Khal where is the cloth, I can’t find it but while saying she was giving big torsions and twists to my erect penis. I...was in the 7th heaven. She then removed her hand and removed the piece of cloth and said. Hmmm so hard and big. I was shocked. I then said Mami Nasim what is so hard and so big. She said the piece of cloth.She then said Khal you are tired let me climb. She climbed and she said Khal, hold the bench well because I fear I can fall down. I was holding the. My wife woke up from the sound of the popcorn, and opened another bottle of wine. With my cock shaft resting between my daughter's sweet clothed crevice, I accepted another glass, as did my daughter, who drained hers in nearly one gulp.As the lights turned off again, and the second movie resumed, I took another glance at my wife, who caught my eye and smiled at me. I smiled back as I pushed my hips upward into my daughter. I then started to touch my wife breast she was just laid beside the. Fred just tickled me briefly though and grabbed a cup of coffee, histablet, and carried me out to the pool. He sat his stuff down beforequickly spraying me with sunscreen and then tossing me into the pool. Iswam to the surface, stuck my tongue out at him, and then began swimminglaps. The repetitive motion of my arms and legs was a good way to wakeup as I pushed myself to swim faster to see how many laps I could do.Over and over I tumbled at the sides and thought over what Bella hadtold us last. . I can stay hard and keep going, but once it's all cream pie, it gets slicker, giving less sensation.. It wouldn't be the first time I stuck my fingers or face in and "cleared the firing chamber" to get more friction again. Sometimes it's the cream pieness of it that makes me neeeed to keep going! Mood, energy, position can all make a difference.It brings up something I've noticed and contemplated... If I fuck someone and cum inside, the reduced friction my not be quite enough sensation.