I started masturbating at about 18 years old. I had a couple of wet dreams that had got me started at handling myself at about this time. I am now in my late 50’s and still enjoy masturbating a lot. I was brought up in a catholic family and sex was never discussed, so I knew that when I got my own family I would be open about masturbating and, sex in general with my children. Well one day a few mouths ago I had to help my beautiful 35 year old daughter move from Colorado to southern California,On the way we thought it would be fun to go though Vegas, so we stopped for a night. We had dinner and a couple of drinks, then she wanted to play black jack for a while after we had strolled around the strip. I was quite tired from the long drive we had earlier in the day and decided to go to the room for a shower and sleep. Well I took my shower and flopped on the bed nude to maybe masturbate and fell asleep. Four hours later my daughter came back to the room to find me lying face up on the bed with a big sleepy time hard on. I awoke enough to think I would now enjoy a little self pleasuring not knowing she was now sitting on the other bed fondling her clit while looking at my huge erection.
I started to rub myself and play with my balls. The stroking was feeling really good, and then I looked over and saw her watching me and doing the same to herself. By this time she had all her clothes opened if not off and going at that clit pretty good. Our reaction to each other got more intensifying with every second. I was working this huge erection like I have never worked it be for, and she was doing the same to her clit. It was like we were two strangers just enjoying a passive pleasure with each other.
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Then like the first shot of 4Th of July fireworks she exploded into orgasm, which in turn made me explode to about three feet in the air with the biggest cum shot I have ever done in all my years of jacking off. When we were all done and relaxed we said nothing we just laughed and went in and took a shower together not doing any thing else. The next morning we were on the road with a great memory of masturbation. We never talked about it after that night, and I know we both will never forget it either. .
