Mom, I also got my first feel. How so? She took my hand and put it on her boob. She said boobs arent anything special and she wanted me to see that t...ey arent. Well? With a cheesy grin he said, They are pretty special. I kept my poker face that I have practiced since he was very young and asking about the differences between boys and girls. Do you know what grinding is Mom? Yes, I know what that is. Well, we did that too. And what did you think? I liked it, a lot. Well youre supposed to. It. “I’m basing this on things I read.”“Well, what did you read?” Constance asked. Her voice seemed to have a bit more firmness to it.“I said earlier today that a concubine was a lower class woman living with a man as if she was his wife,” I said. “My research implies that the status of concubines could change a bit with the culture, but usually it meant she was a woman who was loved by her man, but could not marry him.”“A mistress?” Constance asked.“Concubines were a bit more accepted,” I said. I left the room telling her I would be right back and went and let John and Laura in quietly and getting them to strip down to their pantyhose we all went quietly into the bedroom. At the sight of Felicity tied to the bed Johns cock sprang to attention and Laura's hand went straight to her pussy and began stroking herself. I went to the bed and getting between Felicity's legs I slid my cock into her and began to fuck her. After a few minutes I pulled out and getting off the bed I indicated that. Diane’s tongue darted out and caressed Monica’s lips. My daughter parted her lips, and the two girls were French kissing passionately.When they were out of breath, Monica pulled back a bit and whispered, “I really do forgive you for getting to daddy first. I think Clarice was right, he could have resisted if I tried it first. I got what I wanted in the long run because you love him as much as I do, and you were brave enough to do something about it.”“We are going to be fine Monica, and we are.