” Darren didn’t verbally reply at first, but his actions did. He scrunched up the material around the head of my cock to form a pocket to catch my... load, and then he said, “Shoot it!” As I looked in the mirror and saw the head of my cock in the pocket he had formed, I pinched my nipples hard and told him to make me cum. After I said that, Darren said, “Take them off,” and I did. Once I had the shorts off, he took them and reformed a pocket around the head of my cock for me to cum in, and then he. She wore designer clothes, normally fine jeans and formal looking blouses. This made her stand out all the more in the small town she lived in.Shockingly though, Lauren had a secret. Well, several secrets. Nobody knew this, but much of her appearance was actually a lie. For one thing, she always wore heels. She felt she was too short, and her legs looked stubby without them. For another she used her makeup to cover up freckles, which she felt made her look to young.Most shocking of all was her. It was always simple between us ... I told her what turned me on ... like documenting our intimate moments on film ... and she always reciprocated by telling me what got her hot under the skirt. As simple and plain as could be without any hangups.”“Man, you guys sure were more liberated than I ever gave you credit for! Here I thought you two were as pure as June and Ward sleeping in separate beds,” I chuckled, enjoying a sip.Dad smiled at my underestimation. “Well, we kept it as discreet as. ”“She is,” said Steve.I rolled over onto my hands and knees, feeling my husband's eyes on my ass. I did have to thank him. A wicked idea popped into my head as I nestled between Sam's thighs. My eighteen-year-old daughter stared down at me with such a wicked gleam in her green eyes.“Yes, yes, eat my pussy, Mom!” she said. “Daddy does it! He's great at it!”“I taught him how to...” My words trailed off. Had I taught this to Steve? Did the other me, the one who ran from her bisexual desire, even.