" Miss Jessica said."No, she did not come to this idea on her own Kimmy, it was after I showed her a few of our videos of you acting like a slut. Seem... that she feels you betrayed her Daddy and she wants to make you pay herself." She went on.My heart was beating so hard that I thought anyone in the room could hear it. What had I done? Was this a way of punishing me? Even as I thought this, I noticed that I was becoming wet at the thought of being at my daughter's mercy. Yes, I thought, let her. We have always been very close since your father left us. We only have each other now. I want you to know you can always discuss your problems with me. Moms can be pretty smart, ya know! Especially when it comes to girl problems." "OK, it's like this; I have a date on Friday night, with this really pretty girl at school. I've liked her for a long time, but she is older than me and a lot more experienced than I am. She has had a few boyfrieds that I know about. Her ex-boyfriend told me that she. She wants to get up and forget this whole charade. She is nervous and doesn’t even know why. Bill is her friend, her lover, her most trusted ally, she knows he will make this fantasy come alive for her but for some reason she is still worried. She hops down from the countertop bar and paces the kitchen waiting for him to arrive. Should she or shouldn’t she…she continues to ask the question, stopping by the bar she looks at the cool whip tub and the banana. She smiles and laughs as the kitchen. We were both fully clothed still, his one hand stroking my hair lovingly and his other hand sliding in and out of my tight little snatch. I couldn’t help but notice his hardon pressing against the fly of his distressed jeans. I began to fumble with the buttons till I had free his uncut cock and began lightly fondling it. We stayed like this for a long while till he moved my position, now laying alongside him with one leg thrown over the couch and the other leg d****d over his lap. He still had.