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The only thing I could see was the look of 'oh the relief'.We both finished at the same time and I became embarrassed, normally I would give it a few shakes and flush but this time someone was in the way. Jane learned forward to get at the toilet paper, this put her face just above my penis. I did not, could not move as I heard her take some of the paper and lean back, she calmly used this to wipe my penis, what to do? Easy. I moved back to get some paper myself and bent down to wipe her vagina for her. I had done the same thing while potty training her, what was different? 18 years was all, she was as hairless as then, I looked at her vagina, her leg's were still wide apart, “I didn't know you shaved”, was all I could think to say, my hand still holding the paper between her leg's.“I didn't know you were so big”, she replied. Hell, I still had my cock out, I gently wiped her, let go of the paper and stood up. Before I could put my cock away Jane had reached up and cupped it in her.

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