‘When your phone rings, put it on speaker.’ ‘What?’ asked Ken looking at the clock. It was two pm sharp. ‘Call from … Jen,’ stated the p...one in his pocket. Then it began to ring. Ken put the pictures on the table and got the phone out of his pocket on the third ring. ‘Jen! Wait – going to speaker.’ Jen’s voice drifted up from the phone. ‘Thought I should call and make sure you did not get lost going home.’ ‘I made it.’ He paused glancing at his Mom. ‘But it does not feel like home.’ Sharon just. My orgasm hit me like an intense flood. It was the strongest climax I had ever experienced. As my Ex pumped his dick in and out of me, I became lost in a fog of ecstasy. I closed my eyes and relished the amazing pleasure running through my body. He continued to fuck me as I moaned and thrashed, whispering to me “ Oh yeah baby, that’s it, let it go. Your pussy feels so good, cum for me baby.” Reaching under me, he stroked my clit and I began to cum a second time, even more intensely as the. I continued to softly rub my finger over and around her nipple, feeling it harden through the thin elastic material. Instantly I feel myself becoming aroused, much like her nipple. I continue to tweak her nipple through the fabric, listening to her soft moans, lets me know that what I’m doing is working. I bring my fingers to a stop, laying them on her breast for a moment, gently squeezing, giving myself a good feel of her plump breast. I notice that when my hand is around her breast, that her. Well mostly so. She had breasts and a little hair at her juncture, from what I could see around her fast-moving hand. Her right hand was very busy jilling herself off, and her left was squeezing her right breast and nipple. I wanted to turn away from my barely thirteen-year-old daughter, but for some reason, I was fascinated and struck just how beautiful she was. Finally, she arched her back and came and fell back exhausted. I think I was so glad that I had not turned her mike on, or I would.