I couldn’t see him so I undressed and left only my panties on. I laid down listening to music singing to the songs.I felt hot so I took off my panti...s too. I opened my legs, relaxed closing my eyes. My mind began to think of daddy fucking me again. My hands started to feel and rub over my nipples and my breasts. The rubbing was enlarging my nipples hard and erect. It felt good. I gently pulled harder on them. I wanted more. I was licking my lips, laying there masturbating without a care in the. Is she going to trip when she comes downstairs and sees me still here. Then she came down. As soon as I saw her I knew where this was going. She was wearing a short robe which must have been purchased at Victoria Secrets. The robe showed off her full figure. Her cleavage showed through the robe and her hips and thighs could not be missed. She came over and sat down on the couch and asked what are we watching? As I watched TV with her I realized I was the one looking at her now. She was actually. My ears picked it up all the same, though,if only because I was listening for it. Despite his anger, his mutteringdidn't sound like the sort that would cause me any trouble. Indeed, hewas obediently trudging toward the end of the table.Of course, that left me standing at the front with about a dozen staresfocused in my direction."...Well?" Monica asked me after a moment, gesturing to the now-vacatedstool. The faint smile was still on her lips, but now the amusement wasactually reflected in her. . ?” I looked about.She sat on the couch. “My old master had me gather treasures for him. Gold, jewels, even cash. All illegal, of course. He had me bury it until the cops backed off. While I told him where I buried it, I didn’t tell him that I had some friends dig it up and re-bury it. Stupid man sent me back to Hell thinking it would save his soul and he’d be rich, and he got nothing out of it.” Demie had a smug, faraway look on her face.I sat next to her. “And where’s your old master.