I couldnt help but notice how her breasts were straining against the dress and her nipples were hard as well....anyway,i stood next to her while she w...s sat down and put my arm around her to comfort her which seemed to help a little then i sat down on the desk in front of her and was just chatting to calm her down some more...she put her hands and her head on my knees and slowly stopped crying..it was then that she started slowly sliding her one hand up my leg and telling me that no-one thought. ‘Mom… Please…’ Suddenly there was a knock on my door, causing me to jump. ‘What?’ I snapped. ‘Lance?’ a voice said from the other side. It was my father. ‘I just wanted to let you know that I’m leaving,’ he said. I got up and opened my door. ‘What?’ ‘I’ve got to get back to Tennessee,’ he explained. ‘I’ve got things to do. I’d rather stay busy.’ I just nodded. ‘Do you want to come with me?’ he offered. I shook my head. The last thing I wanted was to be stuck in a car with my father. ‘No,’ I. ” “I just need to moisturise my feet and I’m done.” Offering the bottle to me she smiles and says, “do me and I’ll do you.” What’s wrong with me? I’m moistening at the sight of my best friend. I don’t fancy girls and yet I can’t tear my eyes from her pussy. Okay it’s been a few weeks since I last had sex, Danny and I having gone our separate ways, but this is not me! Then my mind goes back a couple of days, I remember following Amy through our local farmer's market. It was another hot day. They were too now. Tit for tat so to speak.I for one have always enjoyed seeing my own wife pleasure herself for me, something she has very often done without hesitation like I said in the beginning. And I of course have done the same for her as well, something she early on told me she loved seeing guys do ... seeing me do. So I did. The only real difference I guess between that and this ... was having a bit more of an audience, it was hard not to look over, see what both Pete and Jeff were.