We stopped thinking of you and Dad as perfect a long time ago. I know you’re our parents, but you are allowed to have a sex life, and fantasies, and...to do dumb stuff like the rest of us,” she continued.I knew they were trying to make me feel better, but being spoken to like that by my two daughters only made me blush even worse at first. But eventually, as they continued, their reassurances started to make me feel better.“Look, Mum. From what Dad told us, and you can imagine how that. As it was, she could play them like instruments, in the same way as Buddy had attempted to play her on their first meeting, and she managed to arrange regular relief from her simple frustration.One hot summer day, four months into the somewhat unorthodox polyamorous relationship, after a bout of oral pleasuring more suited to a strong horse than a small woman, our heroine decided that she needed to go home. One more Gruff shaft in her aching mouth, and she would be tempted to teach some more. I followed her in M&S and offered to get a basket for her thinking she needed to get some groceries but she said no thanks "I'm just getting something for my date tonight". She did mention she had a date after I helped her with her router. I followed her towards the tights section and that's when my draw dropped and my heart started beating faster. She picked up some some Autograph 15 denier shine hold ups. I was extremely excited this stage and asked her if she wore those to work. She said. ..ETA in...??Where to, hun?? I asked interrupting him again.?New Memphis Council building, M?lady. The counselor?s office.?A large business office appeared around us. Khufu and Anna Beth sat atseparate desks looking anxiously around the room. Making sure everyonewas clear of obstacles, I rephased us.Khufu and Anna Beth stared at us sadly for a moment. Anna Beth givingher husband a forlorn shrug of her shoulders.?Greetings, Alexandra! To what do we honor this visitation?? Khufugreeted as he.