I’ve seen, heard, touched, all the beauty of this world. Do I wish I had more time? Of course, I do, for that is the human condition. If I lived to ...be a hundred, on my deathbed, I would still wish for more. So I must be content with the years I’ve had and grateful for the time I’ve been given.But I don’t say it, for I could never find the words to make her understand.My only regret is that I never got the chance to give back, to be that ultimate giver, a mother. My own mother gave so much of. He loved to watch and participate also. One day he walked into his daughters bedroom and caught her naked. She did not seem to be shocked and did not try to cover her body. He looked at her nice tits and round ass. He walked to her and turned her all the way around liking the looks of her sexy body. He reached and felt the tits. She seemed to like his touch. He played with her nipples then moved to her ass. He massaged her cheeks then spread the ass wide open for him to see. She had a cute tiny. How do we start? Who should be first? What if I cum too soon? What if I can’t cum more than once? Will I embarrass myself? Will Sarah get mad if I pay too much attention to Maggie? In addition, I knew what Sarah liked in bed, and thought about asking Maggie what she liked. Or maybe a shorter list would be what she didn’t like. Instead, I kept my mouth shut and my slight panic under control, and let Sarah lead the way. I removed my shirt, and Sarah and Maggie removed their shorts. Both stared. Her hair draped into my eyes a little, but I didn’t move. I could tell by the stirring into my backside that he was already beginning to recover, just barely. I didn’t want to interrupt that. So I reached up and stroked her taunt tummy some more. She wiggled a little higher, bringing those wonderfully full, firm and round mounds to lips high. I felt him lean forward eagerly, heard him grunt as he shoved his collarbone into my shoulder, reaching as far as he could. Her other breast was right in.