Yet through out all this time, I had avoided the one thing that could have destroyed the whole thing, introducing Grace to my daughter Sara.Sara was 1...6 years old at the time and was the spitting image of her mother, both physically and mentally. She never approved of me divorcing her mother in the first place and absolutely hated the idea that I was dating other women. In her mind it should be mom or no one.This philosophy caused quite a bit of tension between the two of them. Grace was an open. She could sure sympathize withthat."Not exactly. He won't say what he's scared of, he's embarrassed aboutit. But finally after some more arguing he admits, 'I can't swim...'And Butch Cassidy starts laughing really hard. And he says, 'Are youcrazy? The FALL will probably kill ya!'"She looked down the cliff face. "I guess that's funny. So what do theydo?" Maybe they're around this rock," came the man's voice. He soundedsuper close."They go: 'Oooooooooh SHI-I-I-'"As I started wriggling as fast as. . oh, best ... was so ... I can't ... oh, Robin, you're ... oh," and I slowly collapsed forward over her. She was still moving her hips some keeping the feeling alive where we remained attached.As she hugged me wrapping her legs around me, she whispered, "Oh, I want to just fuck you forever. That was wonderful. I've never felt anything better than that." It was great. I know it would be but it was even better than I'd hoped." Can we do it again? Are you hard enough?"Well, I'm sixteen. So, I put. ’ she smiled down at me and moved on the bed and then suddenly bobbed her head down and planted a kiss on my glans. ‘Mum . . .’ i protested. But already my thoughts were racing round my brain at what was happening and what might happen. Here i was naked and being intimately handled by my mother, and she was obviously enjoying it. She was now openly wanking me and i was loving it.‘Is that nice darling?’ she asked.I could do nothing but grunt. As she had moved on the bed her dressing gown had.