"I leaned close to Kira's sweaty crotch, my daughter's aroma full of florally, pungent notes. I inhaled, "smell her first, let her know how much it tu...ns you on to sniff her there. It's better than her panties, trust me..."I inhaled again, letting Kira's odors wash through me. My own pussy was drooling between my legs."Then start by teasing her a bit. Here," I licked along one edge of my daughter's thin but swollen labia majora, "and here," down the other side, "and here," I circled above her. No stranger at my door. Thinking about the day before I knew wheat I needed and it just wasn’t happening. This went on for three weeks until I couldn’t take it anymore. One day after my workout I slipped a skirt over my tights and went for a walk. As I walked a man in a red sports car slowed down. He rolled his window down and said “Hey doll want to party”? I smiled and shook my head no and walked on. Car after car slowed down and either beeped or talked to me. I was indeed a horny woman. Kathy was still in a deep sleep as she dreamt and when she awoke, the sheets were soaked with her pussy juice. She remembered the entire experience and felt completely confused by what was happening to her. But somehow, she felt no fear from the confusion, just the feeling that things were as they were meant to be. Kathy had booked a couple of activities for the first few days, and the first one was in an hour, so she wanted to have a bit of breakfast before leaving the resort. As she headed. “She’s really pretty. But I still think you’re prettier.”I blushed and kissed the side of his face – just under his ear.“And you got to see my room – and all these pictures of me.”He grinned at me and pointed over his head. “This one is my favorite – the one with you riding a magic carpet.”“You’ve been so good about all of this. A lot of boys would’ve been all disgusting about it – drooling or sniggering or whatever.”He shrugged. “I try to keep my drooling on the inside. When I’m not sure what.