"Emmy?" Uhmm," she stammered for a moment, "Dad, is it ok to masturbate?"The ironic question of the night, prior to her arrival I was considering exac...ly that. We've always had an open house in terms of questions asked, our motto could have been The only stupid question is the one you don't ask. I knew I owed her a reply, "Well Emmy, it's only natural to do the things that make us feel good. The important thing is that you dont' get carried away with it, like taking it to excess."I saw she was. .” I moaned loudly.My entire body was shaking. Jack’s sweet mouth let my nipple go and kissed me hard in the middle of my orgasm. I fought to breathe being smothered by Jack’s hot kiss.Jack slowed his movement until my orgasm faded. His fingers slid out of me slowly. He broke our kiss. I was panting hard.“Mmm,” I cooed happily.Jack stared at me looking happier than ever. “I love you so much Sara,” he rasped.I was still on fire. My orgasm had faded but I was hotter than ever! I sat up and kissed. Her ass and thighs jiggled. Her asshole and pussy were visible from behind because she arched her back and split her knees wide for cleaning the spot. I imagined myself and my sexy mom in a doggy position. My dick was getting hard for another round of ejaculation.Mom: What are you waiting for? Come here and help me, my boy!I was woken from my fantasy and knelt on the floor facing her. I scrubbed the floor and looked at her tits. It was shaking like two oranges ready to be plucked and eaten.. I remember being in the backyard in a dress, hanging clothes with my mom, or sitting on a chair holding my baby sister. We hung all of my mom's and my older sister's panties and bras and slips and stockings and garter belts and panty girdles in my mom's bedroom on this fold-out wooden rack that had like 8-10 rungs and stood maybe 4-5 feet tall when extended. I got very used to handling all kinds of ladies' lingerie and hanging it neatly to dry. In time, I went to school on split sessions in.