She was giggling like a school girl. No a slut. Mortified I watch as if paralyzed. The mans arm was reaching down towards massaging her puss, As they ...ade out like Teenagers. Now my mother was average height 5'6 she had gotten fat as she put it. I didn't know her weight but it was over shadowed by her lager bust 36g bust. I occasionally got tease about her huge boobs from friends. A quick punch generally took care of that. I was a red blooded male I have to admit I thought of what they might. Couple of minutes later she started fidgeting, and soon her t-shirt crept up until I could see between her legs, she had no panties on! She pretended to be oblivious to her state of dress, or in this case, undress. I noticed but did nothing, however, my cock did and stood at attention."This movie is boring, I'm going to bed, good night Trace."I stood up and headed for my room. Once in there and out of my clothes, there was a knock on the door and it opened to reveal Tracy."I'm going to bed too.. “I am a dirty old man and I should be ashamed of myself.” “No, Daddy! I wanted to tell you, because...well...I kind of liked seeing you do that.” Suddenly he got very still. His hand suddenly gripped my shoulder. He reached his hand under my chin and raised my face up. He looked at my flaming cheeks, and shaky smile. “Is that right? You liked seeing me stroke my dick while I smelled your panties?” I met his gaze. “Yes, Daddy.” “Did it make you feel sexy?” “Oh, Daddy!” I flung myself against his. This was a new feeling for her and it startled her.She played out how Mr. Kane would react. Would he be angry! She imagined him yelling at her and firing her right on the spot! What would she tell her parents! They might kick her out of the house! She was old enough now, so it was possible... Maybe Mr. Kane would punish the children! A chill ran through her. She never saw signs that he hit them. She quickly put that out of her mind, but a random thought popped quickly in to replace it: maybe.