Very good. All those ideas that just maybe I was a pedophile for consorting with a thirteen-year-old girl, marrying her at fourteen, those are gone.Sh...e’s past twenty now. Still lithe, agile, sylphish, still affects that pixie haircut to go with the red hair and green eyes. How could a man EVER get tired of seeing that? Especially when he’s subject to see it while she’s naked, straddling him, working magic.The event reached its customary happy sticky conclusion and she remained atop me.“Wow!”. “Don’t you think that a woman’s naked body is beautiful?” “Yes, ma’am,” they said in unison. “But…” “But?” I stood up. “Beauty is beauty isn’t it?” I undid the tie on my dressing gown and opened up the top half, showing off my full breasts. They both closed their eyes almost reflexively. I closed up my dressing gown and sat down again. “It’s OK,” I said. “You can open your eyes now.” Almost sheepishly, and certainly with a degree of trepidation, they opened their eyes. Relieved that I had. He played with the stiff nipples on her breasts and watched the expressions on her face change. She had one quick climax and then another one just as he told her he was cumming.She collapsed on him and lay on him as she was coming down from her peak of enjoyment.Raising her head to look at him she said, “That was good... , that was damn good” and kissed him.She moved to the side and cuddled up against him lying in his arms. No words were spoken. His hand was going up and down her back lightly. Renee led me back into the bedroom to "seal the deal" as she so quaintly put it."What can I do to please you, my little love?" As if I didn't know what she wanted."Oh, daddykins. I want that tongue all over me. Then inside me," she giggled."What about Amber?" I asked, not knowing what kind of response I'd get."She's fine. Why? Did you want both of us? She and I did the girl-girl thing once and it wasn't for either of us. She'll find something to do like make a list of colors or something."A bit.