She felt herself getting wet and even more so at the sight of the girl’s genitals becoming rosy red and swelled. Olivia closed her eyes, arching bac..., spreading her legs further apart to fight the temptation, listening to the sound of leather hitting skin and the moans that followed. She wanted that. She wanted to be tied up, to feel something against her clit. She wanted to be tormented, helpless against her shackles and cumming multiple times. But how the hell would she be able to fullfil. She had spent the previous few years devoid of sex apart from the odd liaison when the opportunity arose.Kirsty had kept her good looks, slimish, leggy and curvy in all the right places. She was to me a very attractive mature woman, I was instantly attracted to her and appreciated her fantastic sex drive once we ended up in bed.For me I still go to the gym without being overly muscular, I keep myself fit and enjoy good health which fuels my also healthy sex drive. The attraction between us is. I wipe the dangling strand of semen from my swinging satiated penis with the purple satin of my daughter’s thong. It’s soaked with the semen I crave to pump into her and splash over her naked body. An hour later my daughter steps through the door, long tanned bare legs under her tennis skirt, firm young breasts bulging under her white top. Her thong was so small and flimsy I had it washed and dried in minutes, then back safely in her drawer, like I always do with her semen-plashed underwear! I. Sure enough, the guys came over in a couple of minutes. "May we joinyou?" said Lars in that soft German accent."Of course," responded Rhonda, "our newest strategic partner is alwayswelcome at our table. In fact, our working together is one of the thingswhich we are celebrating."I moved down one seat, Monica moved one and Marc sat there between Monicaand Rhonda. Lars scooted in past Rita and Edith and sat right across fromme. I pursed my lips and felt a certain alcohol induced shyness come.