I could smell your sex instantly and when I looked up, I could see your shaved cunt glistening. I instantly concluded my precious daughters face had j...st been between these legs. I then gave you a massage as requested, my own cunt beginning to uncontrollably leak into my panties. I couldnt resist and took many quick glimpses between your legs and into your cunt. Once done and you kissed me on both cheeks again, I panicked and wanted to leave. Just as I was leaving, I glanced at my daughter, who. I laughed at that. “When did you start having sex?” “A week ago. But it was just once. Then he dumped me.” “Oh, Brandy. I’m so sorry!” I could only imagine how rejected, distraught and adrift she felt. “What happened?” “I can’t say he actually pressured me, but he talked a lot about ‘consummating’ our relationship. By now we’d get naked in bed and if I didn’t blow him, he’d get off by humping between my pussy lips without actually penetrating me. “A week ago, he took me to Saks and picked out. ... this." She gestured one rubber-covered arm in a wide sweep. "You are the only man I've met who appreciates the things I do. Flora is one of the few women I've met who actually enjoys all of my interests too." "Oh, come on, Mandy," replied Jason, "I KNOW there are other women, even gay women who are into bondage, discipline, you name it." "But they don't appreciate THIS," she said. She tapped on the clear rubber stretched over his cock. "They don't understand the FETISH. The feel of. I peeked at the undressing scene as I worked on Lydia, and it seemed Brian was doing the same thing almost in unison. It was really hot when it got down to bra and panties, seeing them peeled off to reveal the magic zones beneath. It struck me that I was getting my wish, or at least some of it. I was seeing in real-time a part of the process of Sharyn being warmed-up and fucked by another guy. I also got a clear view of Brian’s dick, the pleasure-plunger that was just minutes away from slipping.