Now days, I can make him cum in my hand in a short time. He can make me orgasm so fast, I almost faint. Lynn and her daughter carry little vibaratiors...with them and can orgasm each other fast without moaning…(usually,)….. (I’ve heard them as I listened at the bathroom door before…that always gets me so hot.)What they don’t know is Julie and Lynn, we have our, ‘private’ time too, when we talk about the latest happenings with our growing k**s. We wait until we can spend the night all alone with. Let’s be clear, today they didn’t come for the water, they came to see me. It was obvious in the giggles when I opened the door and in the excitement in their eyes as I brought the water out.So taking the cue, the first girl now musters courage and reaches out to my dhoti. She tugs it lightly to check my reaction. I pretend to be busy with pouring the water although she knew I watched her do it. The girls are now thinking there is a ray of hope and in their minds, they know that I don’t wear. His sob story was enough to make me sympathetic, but his ass was more than enough to make me cry. It was smooth and round, perfectly shaped for any woman. I wondered what the other side looked like.... Now I was angry for him. This girl didn't know what she had! I may not have seen the rippling abdominals that made me crazy on his chest but he was cute enough. Besides, the thought of my mouth on that ass was enough to make any girl crazy. "Do you mind if I remove your towel? Your stress is. Momma took it from em, looked it over, and declared she could sew an oilcloth wrapper on it to smooth it out. I got up and gave daddy a "thank you" kiss and pulled on his dick a bit for good measure. and we went on with breakfast.That afternoon, momma presented me with my dildo sewn into an oilcloth covering of checkerboard pattern. Off to the couch I go, Bobby, my brother in tow, to try it out. I thought that putting it in my mouth to get it slicked up might help, but Ugh! Oilcloth doesn't.