He swallowed hard, perhaps still disbelieving he was with me, or maybe in shock at being with the living blood, a reincarnation of a period of his lif...e he never thought would come around again.I went back to the bed and slipped off my shoes, hiked my black dress a little higher and relaxed on the bed, showing my stockings, 'Tell me more about her', I started, noting he was staring at my exposed thigh top, 'and you'.The fact that I deliberately let my dress ride a little higher and made attempt. I could feel the skin of his chest and the hair on his legs against my bare skin, and his hands drew squiggly lines over every square inch of skin that the sports bra I was wearing left uncovered. I reached for the remote on the coffee table, and we settled in to watch a movie like we had done so many times before. However, after that igniting kiss, the feel of his breath against my skin seemed to reignite the fire within me, but it wasn’t fully ablaze yet, so I was not too worried. I. I started modifying people beauty standard to something closer to myself. My body shape, a little overweight was very attractive and it was very hard to gain weight. My hair, my nose, my mouse, the shape of my head all became the standard of beauty in people’s eyes.Women never had an orgasm from sex. The term doesn’t even exist. The only thing that could give theoretically an orgasm would be a 5 inches dick which does not exist since the biggest dick ever was 2 inches. If such an orgasm. I kept rubbing my clit and squeezing my breasts, which were not fully out of my shirt, as I had pulled it up and away from my chest. Three more times I came and moaned softly out, purring like a kitten. Then I felt the explosion and the throbbing and pulsating of my father’s cock as he exploded inside of me. I moaned louder and pushed back one time, sinking him deeper into my sloppy slit. His cum poured from my bald gash and my hand caught his warm, sticky semen and I brought it to my mouth to.