Anger was easy and she felt it instantly. I already knew fear and contentment, but we verified those. I learned or verified worry, eagerness, hope, am...usement, and relief.One of the most interesting was when I asked her if I could try painting her with a color I had seen on lots of men when they looked at her. It was the color I had called “interest” and gotten rid of, routinely. She said okay and I got my mental hands wet with that color on them and massaged her brain.“Stop!” she moaned.“What. Marie's mom, Kay, had treated me like I was her son. She owned a small bookstore, and she was always very proper, but over the years I learned that she had a fun loving side.Kay had a pretty face, and although she was short and pudgy, with shoulder-length brown hair, she was an attractive woman. She seemed oblivious to her weight as she trekked around the dunes, swam, or danced. Sometimes I'd watch her, not as Marie's mom but as a woman. Her ass was large, her legs were thick and shapely,. A cane that Trevor had twice previously used on Kelly, with her agreement, was applied by Trevor to both Kelly's and Fiona's backsides and the caning acted as a sexual stimulant that led to further fucking. That fucking though, at Fiona's suggestion, involved swapping, so the two mature people satisfied each other, as did the two younger people. A good time was had by all, but nobody knew or really thought about what the short-term and long-term futures might hold.Age-wise the pairings were far. It was such a sexy feeling to know that I had made this young, sexy 18-year-old blonde cum so hard and so quickly.Slowly her breathing calmed and she slumped back on my dining table. I moved back, slipping my fingers out from her soaking pussy and standing up between her legs. Reaching out I gently grasped her arms and sat her up, and her eyes were only half open and she seemed to be content after experiencing such a powerful climax. I cupped her head in my hands and kissed her deeply before.