I think you should sleep now, little one. Your mother and I have things to discuss that are not for little ears to hear.’ He sat down once more upon...the couch, looking up at her, then took her hand to draw her down beside him. ‘Should she not learn what it is to love and be loved?’ Yunan smiled, ‘I think she may know what it is already, but like most children, she will not want to think over much about her parents being intimate. We must try not to wake her.’ With her eyes on him watching every. .standing half a foot from me now she pulls her track bottoms down to her ankles - revealing her white panties - turning around she shows me her ass, the same ass we all saw exposed, unashamedly through journalistic photos of candid upskirt flashes a couple of years before. Martina was barely 16 at the time of those photos, 18 now, yet somehow that was forgotten, for that summer when she dazzled at Roland Garros and Wimbledon, everyone fell in love with the teenagers cute face and cuter butt!. As I walk into the room, they are all gentlemanly enough to stand and welcome me in. I am dressed in my favourite jeans, boots and t-shirt. I’ve chosen a very sexy pair of black t-back panties to wear under my jeans and my full, braless, 36C breasts are firm and bouncy. And real. My nipples harden as I approach the chair. I am aroused with anticipation of what will transpire here. No words are spoken beyond ‘good evening’. Sexy, nondescript music is softly playing in the background. I sit on. . what am I going to have to do to protect my poor, defenseless daughter from the big bad wolf who lives next door?”I just closed my eyes. “I’ll be good. I promise.”“Oh, I hope so,” she purred in my ear.That did it. I spurted. She didn’t even try to catch it. She just directed my penis toward the floor and said she’d clean that up later.Twenty minutes later Heather announced she was finished. Both of us adults were amazed at how good the image was. I stood there, naked, my cock hard as steel.