I bet it was her idea to drag my daughter there, too. Swinging and anonymous sex was not Erin's style. But then again, I didn't think tattoos were unt...l a few minutes before. Perhaps swinging was in her blood as it was in mine and her mothers. Who knows about such things?The next day was a normal Saturday for us. We spent some time around the house just talking and hanging out. I wanted to get to know Erin 'the woman' as opposed to Erin 'my daughter'. I still saw her as my daughter in spite of. What you did was amazing. I'm a wanted woman, and we haven't even had sex yet. Just amazing." Adrian, Honey. Before you give me too much credit, a lot of that was you. And someday, the right guy, or girl would have come along and would have been able to do the same thing." Maybe you are right, Sir. But what you don't get, is that IT WAS that big, that strong, because you made me yours. You didn't just make me tell you that I was yours, many times, I might add. But, in that whole thing in there,. Can I sleep with you?” Rob nodded and lifted the blankets for her to get in. In the bed, Lorraine’s juices continued to drip down her slit and onto her ass until it pooled on the sheet beneath her. Her brother certainly smelled the aroma of her juices and felt the skin of his cock begin to stretch out.Lorraine saw the tent that he was forming and her hand flew to the “V” of her legs. Her fingers furiously worked her clit as her other hand started to search for his growing cock. She was in shock. If that sweet young thing knew what I was thinking, she’d never serve me again but she didn’t and I tried to hide my thoughts. I often got a boner when driving home, after I left the shop. It was strange that I didn’t get them until later rather than in the shop but I was relieved that I was saved the embarrassment of having it discovered.Dana usually came out to tidy up the shop and chatted with me as she worked. It was very pleasant and I always chided myself afterwards for ogling her butt.