. oh God. . . that feels so good. . . so much better than when I feel it myself!”I imagined my sixteen year old daughter masturbating after that sta...ement. I pictured it, seeing her delicate body on her bed with her own hands running over her teenage sensuality. To tell the truth, I was glad she felt herself. I did not have to worry about anything as long as she did.“Oh daddy, I’ve never felt my clit react like this before. Your finger is drawing it out even more than when I feel it. God,. ..?" my voice trailed off."Yes, that's what I mean," mom said."How did you know she is good at that?" I had to ask."You won't be her first," mom said. "I have tried a few of her graduates." You have what, mom?" I asked in confusion."Your mom is a human with a hot juicy pussy that craves hard cock just like any other woman," mom said, shocking me with her language. "I occasionally felt so neglected and frustrated that I needed extra cock. Helen recommended some of her graduates. They were. (Piloting a fold-ship is different as most of the tricky stuff is computerised.) Sitting in the pilot's seat the first time I did a solo run, entirely, personally, responsible. Anyway, If I haven't got the idea across, I can't do any better than that. Kissing Romy, holding her as she moulded herself against me, was somehow, just... right.When we broke the kiss, she pressed her face against the junction of my neck and shoulder and whispered, "Welcome back, Hex."We stood like that for an age,. She breathed deeply through her nose and resolved not to suck that foul cock."I'm going to give you your first taste of my Gina right here," Mrs. Grotten said, taking hold of Cindy's head with both hands. She eased her hips forward so that the very tip of the shit-stained dildo lightly touched the end of Cindy's nose. "Open up, you little slut, and I'll let you taste my Gina -- ass end first!"Cindy shook her head from side to side and tried to pull away from both Mrs. Grotten and Miss Clark..