They had even brought me flowers, the darlings. As my husband had promised they treated me to a really super dinner in one of the top restaurants in t...wn. Throughout the evening they were so polite and considerate, making me feel like a princess, always referring to me as Mrs White and never once using my first name.When we got back to my house three hours later their demeanor changed however, and they became assertive and dominating. I offered them coffee and a whisky but they declined, saying. We were both right under her window. "Did you know Mom and Dad were gone tonight? Don't be so worried Jimmy. I won't tell. I knew you were out here almost the whole year." And she giggled. She open her kimono and her body was still naked. Glorious! She dropped the robe and then she began to touch herself. Her left hand was kneading her huge tits and pinching her engorged nipples. Her other hand was slowly stroking her clit. "Come on Jimmy. Let's cum together. Why not? You know you want to. And. My dads titty magazines taught me that along with the day I walked into the bathroom and caught him having a quicky, into the washbasin, seeing your daddy do it can influence what it is that excited him, just as much as picking a boyfriend to please daddy, so guys the next time you need a wank, remember to lock the bathroom door, girls can be impetuous and just barge in.Daddy was wanking to the display of full breasts, that was his weakness, he like them large and full, like my mothers, that. The scenes had merely been an excerpt of a few minutes in the middle of a longer group sex romp between Roger, Amber, and the two local girls. Mike wondered who the two girls were – prostitutes? escorts? wives of people Roger had worked with? He’d heard a great deal about the availability of pretty women in that part of the world, and even of wife sharing in far greater frequency than in America.The next morning when Mike arose, there was another video. This one, he guessed, was videoed by one.