How do you feel down there he asked. Katie said it felt real good when I was rubbing but I stopped because I wanted to see what you were doing. I want...to try to have an orgasm it looks like it feels good. I heard you make that same noise the other night, now I understand why. It is also called cuming hun, people say I want to cum, make me cum or I am cuming. Yes I heard you say that the other night too, now I understand. You heard your mom and I moan the other night? Yes, I never heard it. And I loved the color, just the thing to contrast with the whitesand that would come between my toes. I was amazed at the skilldisplayed by my son and by the look on his face he was too.I wiggled my toes to let the warm air do a fast job of drying. Theywere lovely. Just what I needed to start off am exciting and relaxingsummer at the beach. Jim sat back down in his chaise, looking ratherproud of himself.After about ten minutes, allowing the polish to dry, and allowing Jimand I to get our breath. I decided not to have him sit there lonely because of a stupid rule.”“Rachel, it’s to be sure that communicants are Christians.”“Dad, that’s what the Catholics say, too.”He looked at me. “Gerald, what religion are you?”I immediately answered, “Christian, sir. I am a member of Oak Hills United Methodist Church attending with my parents.”Rachel smiled at that. My guess was that she had this argument with her father regularly. I was on her side but was trying not to be overly involved. It was a. Her cheeks and chin were wet with the proof of Jane’s orgasm and she licked her lips.“Did I do okay?” she asked in a small voice, uncertain of herself even after Jane’s obvious approval.“You did fantastic, Sweetheart!” Jane gushed encouragingly and leaned over her to kiss her deeply. “You’ll get even better with practice.” They grinned at each other, Jane in encouragement and Doris in pride. Brad had beaten her down so much that she needed the reassurance.Jane bounded out of bed and into the.