She snaked a hand under the blue lingerie and tweaked and pulled on one of her pert nipples and then the other, just for good measure while their love... triggered what was probably her daughters first orgasm. Every person orgasms differently, sometimes even every time, and being somewhat separated from the sexual experience let her watch how it affected her daughter. As Danielle got close her sharp inhales stopped completely as she held her breath and contorted her face. Her fingers dug into. It was close to three thirty in the morning. And Jason’s room was permeated with the scent of sex. Her back arched in a sharp reflex, throwing her bouncing breasts forward. Clenching hands sought to support the tilting of her hips. She looked down, her breathing ragged as she watched him squirm underneath her on the floor. His eyes closed, his head shaking wild, hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. The sudden grunt thrust out deep from her throat. God, he was so hard inside her. Oozing. More

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