Jennifer looked so much like her mom that it was almost like looking at Sharon. And Fred may not have liked Sharon since the divorce, but he remembere...d the fantastic sex they had while they were married. Having this younger version of her would be distracting to say the least. Even now, Fred could feel that familiar stirring in his groin. He turned away, least Jennifer notice that he was getting hard.It wasn't all Fred's fault that looking at his daughter had this reaction in him. No matter. My chest at her back, I planted kisses along her neck as she stroked my pulsating cock back to its full eight inches. “It’s so different from my toys,” she quietly observed. “It’s so warm and alive.” Together, we positioned our bodies to truly become one for the first time. I hesitated for one moment, allowing her to observe the momentous occasion “Katrina… you’re losing your virginity all over again.” She was tight–tighter than any woman I’d had before–but so wet that I had no trouble sinking. We didn’t know much about football so didn’t recognise them. And they joked that women couldn’t get the concept of the off side rule. I didn’t reveal that as a guy I used to be known for being a hard defender! But I didn’t miss the ugly bruises and glanced at my smooth bronzed legs. We talked and laughed a lot with them and continued to drink pink champagne that they insisted on buying. We showed them our new lingerie giggling. They liked that I think! Felicity was very much the centre of it. If you decide you don't need the second one I can always give it to Charlie."Shirley seemed satisfied with that arrangement. We went back to the see Luke Foster the next day. Shirley managed to be invited inside the house while I went to the workshop with Luke. We compared notes on the walk back to the apartment."The house is in shambles and that poor woman doesn't seem to know it's falling down around her," she decried."That's strange. The woodworking shop is full of equipment and Luke pointed.