"Listen. Dale. Chill the fuck out...let me do it, will ya?” I offered.That shut him down “You...have a nice prick, kiddo” I hesitated to final...y admit it to him, but I felt much better once I did.“Ya like me cock?” he said with a wicked grin on his face.“Yeah...it's nice...” I reiterated.As I spoke, I continued to run the pads of my fingers soothingly and methodically along the shaft of his organ, which I could tell was beginning to fill with blood. He was loving it "Yeah...wank me cock. " Have a seat right there, we might just like an audience," Tracy told her pointing to a wing-backed chair. Then my wife began undressing me as I stood there rather surprised at how this had gone.She got down to my boxers and shoes and socks, then had me turn toward our babysitter as she knelt down and got my shoes and socks off, then, turned to Andrea and said, "Here's what I've got to entertain me," and pulled my boxers to the floor.She took my cock in her hand and kissed it, telling Andrea,. I pull her ankle close to her thigh and begin to wrap a figure eight around them to hold her open, a bit of a brush on her labia and the small of her back grinds into the bed as her ass leaves the bed bringing her pussy up to get more touch. A smile reaches my face that she cannot see but probably knows is there. I move over to the other side of the bed repeating my activities from the other side. I throw the rope I keep in the night stand under the bed and tie the leg on the left to the leg. You don't need to see it every day. Youdon't need to constantly remind yourself of what he did. Every time youdwell on that scar he's hurting you again.7/After a few minutes I settled down and left the cubicle. I then washedmy face and freshened up.I called Emma. Stephanie had just left. Emma told me she was a littleshaken, trembling now and then, but that she had acquitted herself verywell. Emma asked if I'd be bringing her in again."Yes," I said. "I'll be more prepared and ready next time.".