”Mom said, “Wait your turn girl, he is mine next, and then your grandmothers.”I followed Mom into the living room where she did a very nice stri...ptease. I got to enter her from behind as she knelt on her hands and knees over a coffee table. Her breasts were pressed into the glass top and flattened out nicely. When I plunged into Mom her ass cheeks jiggled a little, her spine was quite pronounced, and her shoulder blades rippled. Mom was in the throws of an orgasm and I was the one that was. He mentioned quietly that he had seen them a few times and it excited him. I didn’t tell anyone he added, as that would spoil it and he wanted to continue enjoying it. He boasted in saying that he matched Jim stroke for stroke, and managed to shoot his load at the same time. Jim in her cunt and me in my hankie was how he put it!i wasn’t sure about whether this was true. I admit the scenario aroused me. Somehow it seemed odd, Jim was an ugly bloke and she was really nice quite fit. I didn’t want. He has told me that if a man wanted to marry me it would be okay. But there is one codicil. Never would he tolerate any man, even if I married, to claim his fatherhood of Kari from him. Stepfather, uncle, no problem of any new man, okay. But he has made it plain that the one thing he could not stomach was losing his fatherhood status. And that as Kari’s ‘only father’, no shared fatherhood, not ever that. No wiggle room on that one requirement,” she said.“Oh my,” he said.“Huh?” said Lea.“Lea,. It got to be late, and he said, "I must be going soon. Could I offer you a ride home or call you a cab?"Still feeling shook from the encounter and vulnerable, I told him, "Would you drive me home?"Jim said, “I would love to drive you home.”We arrived back at my apartment. I thanked Jim for his chivalry. He told me, “I know my timing may be bad, but I wondered if I might get your phone number, so I could call you and ask you out on a proper date.” I grabbed a pen from my purse and jotted down my.