I felt her up, really, I started at her side, but slowly moved my hands around to her backside. I commented about how shapely and soft her buttocks we...e. She copied me, moving her hands up and down my flatter behind. I grabbed her hand and placed it on her ass and moved my hand around with hers as we felt he soft shape. I was beginning to breath more heavily, and her speaking voice had the unmistakable catch of arousal. I then took one more risk. I moved one of my hands to her front, starting. "You perform like that next time," I said when we were driving home, "and you're going to be out." Maybe next time I'll try to forget that you're also fucking my daughter," Robin snapped back at me.I couldn't help but laugh."Did she tell you that?" I asked."She didn't have to," she said. "I know the look." Not as well as you think you do," I said. "Although she did offer to do my head last night." To what?" Robin asked, her curiosity getting the better of her."You know, I really like your. The surprise on hearing a women’s voice combined with her underwear in your mouth made you squirm uncomfortably; what was happening, how could she do this?But, internally, you knew women have desires as base and primal men; clearly demonstrated by the growing stream of liquid running down your legs.She laughed again, the women finally declared “My, she seems to have sprung a leak. Would you like us to plug that for you, darling?”Her hands were somehow rougher in their groping than the mans as. I said, “You want to run through it now, Blue Eyes?”“No, I’m good. I’ll practice it on the way to the audition tomorrow. What about you, Rann? Are you going to see if something is available for you to do in ‘Brides’?”She smiled at me, anticipating my answer.“If it is, I’ll do something on the fly.”“Carol?”“Yes, Rann ... is something wrong?” She replied picking up on my despair a little.“I think I was selfish.”“When?”“When we made love, I felt like ... like ... it was slam, bam – thank you,.