She then took her head back slowly, so that her face was facing my ass.I could feel her breath on my ass.She then said "waiting for my master". I did ...ot realise what she wanted me to do.I started to turn back and my ass hit her face and I could feel her tounge in my ass crack.Wow.. what a whore.I wanted her to go deep in my ass with her tounge.I started to move my ass towards her face, but she kept going back.I asked her what the matter was and she just smiled.It was then that i realised that. The next times I got hand jobs or blow jobs I did my best to try and cum quickly before I could ‘build up’ a massive shot. Additionally, I would somewhat use my kegel muscles to try and suppress the velocity. This would somewhat work, so I was at this point trying to ‘play down my cumshot.’ It wasn’t until maybe 6 months later when one of Anna’s friends, Catherine, started flirting with me that things changed. Turned out she was making a play for me because of what she had heard. She was I. No, it wasn't possible. Her father and her mother, she could see that. Even now she could accept her father making love to Aunt Mona, just lying there, they looked so natural. But her and her father? It just wouldn't happen. He would never come to her and ask to share her bed. After all - he was her father. Fathers just didn't do things like that.And if he did, what would her mother do? What would her mother do if she knew about Aunt Mona?Linda's thoughts were abruptly interrupted. Her father. Rhonda used her key. Karen had told her the owner didn’t mind other women using the place as long as they didn’t cook. She was afraid of fire. The two lesbians disrobed quietly and quickly, making two separate piles of their clothes. They were naked in minutes. The bed wasn’t even made up.“Karen told me she hadn’t changed the sheets in a few weeks”, giggled Rhonda“I like that. I guess she knows our taste”, smiled Margo who was as kinky as her partner.The two mature naked lesbians tumbled into.