.. exploring uncharted sexual territory.I didn't need a third invitation."I'll describe what I am doing," I told them. Aaifia agreed and translated to...Igzi, whose reply needed no translation."I'm stroking myself with my fingertips on the outside of my jeans," I told them as I stood up and cleared the headset wires. "I'm standing now, unbuckling my belt..."I was interrupted by a squeal of feminine approval--no translation necessary."Undoing snap and reaching for my zipper... pulling it down. I stared in amazement as Heidi and Sarah talked, looking for outfits, Sarah casually getting dressed and undressed. What was I doing here, watching my daughter?After about 10 minutes of recovering, Heidi came over with Sarah, dressed in a beautiful, full length dress. It was red, sheer, and exposed in the back all the way to the top of her button. It opened enough at the bottom to show the dimples above each ass cheek. Sarah was elegant.Heidi looked at me. “Now dad, you can help but using. She was constantly aware of MzDominica's boots. So near. So kissable. She wanted to drop down onto the floor, kneel before her Mistress, and run her tongue up the tops of her boots. Up, up, up, along the laces. Up to her knees... "Daniellllllaaaa!" she heard her Mistress calling."Yes, Mistress." The slave's answer was automatic. Without conscious thought. She stared blankly before her, awaiting instructions."Mmmm, good girl," Dominica said.Daniella felt Mistress' boot pressed against her left. Her hands were even smoother than Jesse, which I didn’t even think was possible. She worked my cock like a pro, while riding her pelvis against my stomach. I could hear her moan as she thrusted up each time - knowing that my stomach was providing her 18 year-old clit a place of friction that made me want to come so bad. I think it was a good thing that I had been drinking that day because I probably would have easily. I could also hear Jesse now too, a bit further off. I guessed him to be in my.