I stroked my hard cock just a few times, before I shot a load of hot cum, all over my wife’s breasts. Renee just looked up at me and gave me a big s...ile as she said, “I love you!” Karen sat up and handed Renee a towel, and said, “Wow, what a surprise you are. You have been keeping that in a while.” “Forty-one years to be exact,” said Renee. “We still have a lot of work to do but what a great start. You are way ahead of schedule. Did you know you could squirt? That’s not something every woman. “No nothing is wrong.”She poured some cereal and then looked at me. “So did you enjoy watching me last night?”“Yes I did.” I was so glad I was under the table, because my hardon was out of my boxers and pressing against the underside of the table.“Good. Maybe after breakfast we can use it together.” There was no hint in her voice that what she was saying was wrong or even strange. She smiled at me like a daughter would, ate as if nothing was wrong, and once done, stood up put her bowl in the. Suddenly, she came out of her chair, and moved into mine, sitting on top on top of my crotch, as close as possible and leaned her breasts into my chest and started kissing me all over the place, like she just came out of a desert and I was water. She then moved her tongue into my mouth and started kissing and licking all the insides of my mouth. I didn’t know what to do at first, but then I started to return the passion. Then she did something I will always remember to this day. She put my. I would follow along with the rhythm of the bed and the sounds of moans. The first time it happened was the night of my seventeenth birthday. I was lying in bed listening. I heard Mom moaning. But the bed wasn’t squeaking, so I assumed you were eating her out. After she cried out from her orgasm, there were several minutes of silence. During this time, I began touching myself. Once I heard the squeaks of the bed, I positioned my body and fantasized a man between my legs. I masturbated to the.