Noticing that it was very difficult for her to hearhim, he leaned in close to her ear and said, “I wasnever one to leave a beautiful woman stand...ng aloneduring a festive occasion. Would you like to dance?”The scent of her shampoo and perfume was intoxicatingto him.Wendy picked up the lightest trace of his cologne, thesoft voice in her ear sent shivers down her spine. Ittook moments before she realized he was leading her bythe hand to the dance floor.Together they danced, she felt. ?" They are Lori's."I dropped them from my hand, as if they were on fire, to the messy floor about my daughter's bed. This was another nail in the coffin, proof that my daughter may, indeed, be a lesbian."Jessica, honey... ?"She blurted out, understanding me without my needing to say a word, showing that she knew me better than I knew her, "I'm not a lesbian, Mom."My first reaction was to release the tension and let out a ragged breath of thankfulness. Then I realized that what I had intruded. I removed the sari from around her body and threw it flying to a corner. I took her to stand in front of the mirror on the dressing table. Wwoohhh…. It was a very beautiful and sexy reflection of her on the mirror. And asked her to watch it and kissed her neck with my one hand pressing her boobs and my other hand inserting inside her petticoat and started inserting my finger in her pussy. I saw her reactions in the mirror, her eyes half closed blushing and moaning’s came from her mouth mmmmm. ”"If you keep this up I will be. I'm so hard right now.”“You are as hard as I am wet. I can feel how hard you are so I think you should feel how wet I am.”I didn't need to be told twice. Jennifer lifted her jacket and my hand went straight for her thigh. I moved my hand higher and felt her thighs part to allow me access. My fingertips travelled up her smooth thighs and I was rewarded with heat and moisture like I had never experienced before.She hissed as my fingers separated her lips and my.