“I like,” I breathed. “Good, ‘cuz it’s your turn.” She sat back down with her knees in front of her. It was getting warm. Now that...I’d gotten a good look at Minda, I very badly wanted to start touching her again. But I made myself stay where I was, savoring the anticipation. “Come on, Amy,” she said. “Truth or dare?” “Sorry,” I said, shaking my head. “It’s getting hard to concentrate.” Minda laughed. “I can’t imagine why.” She said this while pulling on one of her nipples.. Wake up daddy you don't know what you're missing. Or this one. I pulled my panties down to my knees and slipped my finger inside my hole. Ooooh that felt good....it shouldn't matter if I just let myself....ooooh...daddy, your daughter is having an orgasm 3 feet from your face...When I opened my eyes again he was staring at me in utter disbelief. Guess I'd made a bit more noise than I thought. He took in the sight of his daughter, fingers drenched in her own cum, knickers down. Then he tried to. Feel your clit and the muscles around it. Try to clench and relax just right there."Suddenly I felt little muscles moving down there. It was like there was a hood around that sensitive nub his fingers had been so excellently playing before. The hood started to contract and relax, gently massaging the clit. It was a very delicate, but lovely sensation.Her eyes where closed, but mine weren't. He started to move in rhythm with those little clenches. Each time he thrust just a little into her. I’m mostly too small for anything like that. Bowling is about my limit, and I can only use an eight-pound ball. It makes it tough to score strikes. I’m guessing you used a sixteen?”“Yes. What about hobbies?”“I liked to do math problems for fun.”“OK, and I thought I was a nerd! What about chess?”“I learned to play and I’m decent. You?”“I was on the chess team in High School and rated Class ‘A’, but I don’t have time to play or study, so my skills have degraded.”I pulled into the lot at Frisch’s.