The problem was, this just wasn't enough for her. She wanted to do it all and she talked of wanting me to publicly humiliate her and the like. In my m...nd, the day I walked around a girl six years older than my daughter on a leash through the mall would be the day my friends would have me committed. So, it seemed any possibility of public humiliation games would be unlikely.The other source of friction was my daughter herself, or rather the time I spent with my daughter. As far as I was. I even came to enjoy sucking cock and the taste of cum. 2 months of nightly sex my body was used to it and longed for it. I was a different girl going home. What held me together mentally I think was most of the men I knew in my life were good men, men like my dad and other uncles and my friend's dads. I knew even then most men were not like my uncle. I missed my dad and looked forward cuddling with him again watching our favorite shows together. Playing for him Mozart, Bach and Beethoven in. By this time I had noticed I was fully erect, so I put my hand in my pocket and held it to my legs, he worked her inner thighs and I could hear jenny just moan a little bit so she was obviously enjoying herself. He moved as close to her pussy as possible without touching it. He then moved onto her stomach then breasts, which by now were looking tanned. He massaged the top of her breasts and I noticed his little fingers were just creeping inside her top stroking her nipples, she didn't say. Your hands were still above your head, your bottom was still sticking out, now with your feet wide apart I could see your pussy, it was waxed and the inner lips protruded past the outer lips and they glistened with your juice. I brought my hands up from your ankles my fingers stroking the inside of your legs until they reached your pussy lips. I gently brought the tips of my fingers to touch your pussy, you moaned. I ran my middle finger tip along the length of your lips, from the front right.