She was watching him through the window as the doctor walked back up to her. ‘Angel?’ he asked softly. ‘Yes.’ ‘Would you come with me please... There are some things we need to talk about something.’ His words were soft and his eyes kind, her heart sank to the bottom of her shoes. ‘Okay, were do you want to talk?’ she asked stepping in behind him as he walked away from where she could see the window. ‘I was hoping my office would be good with you. There are some really important things we need to. I took off the t-shirt and sent him all that he requested. He wanted me to squirt my milk on the large framed 7 foot floor standing mirror in our bedroom and send him the photos. As I did this, it was driving me wild, so I picked up my double-headed dildo and plunged it into my pussy and got on my knees on the bed. All of a sudden, I noticed a red glow in the window across the way. It seemed he wasn't the only one getting in on the action. Someone was smoking a cigarette and believe I knew. She must have meant for me to overhear her compliment. I reached inside my waistband to straighten my lengthening shaft and wondered if she treated every father she met to the same pleasure, the sight of her young, heart-shaped ass, bent and wiggling as if offering to be fucked. I wasn't so vain as to think there was anything special about me, not in my looks, anyway. In my youth, I was considered good looking, and rarely had trouble getting attention from women. At 52, I was still in good. As she came back out she heard Becky introduce herself and say that their mom had to go change clothes she had spilt a drink on herself. Stacy did her best to act normal as she talked with the kids. She said Becky was a friend of hers that had stopped by. When Becky patted the cushion next to her on the couch and told Stacy to come sit back down, she knew the plug would drive even deeper into Stacy; and it did. Once the kids had left to their rooms to put their stuff away; Becky.