"Let's see how this works," she said. "First, you need to know that I love you, babe!" And apparently you're immune to morning breath," I said."And so... are you," she countered. "Bathroom. Me. Before we have a puddle. Uh ... You use the other one, okay? Girl stuff."I went to the other bathroom and relieved a night's load of liquid, washed my face and returned to the bedroom to dress. That didn't take long. Like I said. Routine.Kim did her thing pretty fast, too, opening the door to let me know. “Okay, well you’ve got a little while. You two can go and get changed in my room and then we can hang out by the pool until your brother gets here anyway.” The two girls grabbed their bags with their gear and headed off towards Emma’s room. We started to clean up the plates and load up the dishwasher. I slid the frying pans into the sink and started to wash up while Emma dried.“So Emma,” I said, “Once Madison’s gone home, Sharon’s still gonna be here for awhile, right?”“Yeah, she doesn’t have. "(Unbuttoning my shirt) "You THINK she's happy? I beh-ur find out for sure. I want this to be a mumorable trip for her." (Drunkenly pulling down my swim trunks, exposing my erection, which she takes in her mouth.)Since I was pretty wobbly without the added intoxication of getting a blow job, we moved to the bed.I had never made love to an older woman before. Well, actually, she made love to me. She did things to my dick with her tongue that were light years beyond what any high school girl. I rolled away from him, no longer able to endure another second and was relieved when I felt him roll away from me. Yet facing away from each other and in the darkness of the room I could feel my son smiling triumphantly and I felt shame.I never realized when sleep overcame me, my exhaustion winning over my confused emotions. Yet I realized when I awoke, on my side in the fetal position, realizing who owned that big hard penis inside me, pumping slowly in and out of my greased hole.On our.