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Old 12-27-2015, 01:05 AM
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Originally Posted by LessIsMore
She squirted a small amount of lube into her hand. Things seemed to be moving in slow motion and she reached out and grabbed my erection. She began to move her hand up and down with slow strokes. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt. I knew I couldn't last long. I held on for as long as I could before I felt myself hit the point of no return. I ejaculated all over my stomach and chest. My mom continued stroking me gently until I finished.

Nice! Glad things worked out for you.

Things weren't quite as exciting at our house, but interesting nonetheless. We're taking a trip to Hawaii in a couple of days. My wife thought it would be fun to buy everyone matching festive (i.e. red) suits. She ordered a couple of bikinis for herself and my daughter from Wicked Weasel and got red Speedo solar 1" briefs for me and my son. We wrapped up the kid's swimsuits with the rest of their gifts.

Christmas morning, we gathered around the tree in our robes to open presents. My daughter liked the swimsuit my wife had chosen. My son looked at his skeptically. My wife told him that he didn't have to wear it if he didn't want to, but she'd thought maybe he'd prefer to try a more practical suit than the shorts he normally wears.

After breakfast, my son went into the living room to play one of the new video games his grandma had bought him. Our house is open concept, so it's connected to the kitchen. My daughter said she was going upstairs to try on some of her new clothes. My wife and I cleaned up the kitchen from breakfast.

We'd finished the dishes when my daughter came back wearing her new bikini. She asked what we thought, turning around in a circle, so we could see the back. We told her it looked great, which it did. She sat down on the couch to watch her brother play his game. He clearly got a bit distracted by her lack of clothing. The bikini left very little to the imagination.

A little while later, my wife said it was time to start getting ready to go. We spend Christmas afternoon with family. My daughter got up off the couch saying she'd shower first. She went upstairs. My wife went to get ready in our room. I sat on the couch with my son to wait for them to finish, so we could get ready.

A minute later, my daughter came back. She'd taken off the bikini, and was nude. She went over to the tree and picked up a bottle of body wash we'd put in her stocking, then went back upstairs to shower.

My wife came down to tell us the bathrooms were available. My son turned off the game and we went upstairs. We got cleaned up and dressed, then got in the car to head out.
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