She was reluctant to stand back up, no doubt embarrassed about being nearly naked in front of her father. When she did stand, I was gazing at a pair ...f red, high-cut satin panties, a perfect V covering her pussy. I simply started at her, no longer seeing my daughter, the little girl I raised for her entire life. Instead, I saw the whore that she had become, and my blood boiled.“Come within arm’s reach, and part you legs”, I instructed her. I saw her hips sway with the few steps she needed. His last text said if I didn't want try try giving him head too that we wouldn't be able to meet. I was ready to punk out and drive back to Wisconsin and give up on it all. Then I got another text. He had to meet a client for 45 minutes and wondered if I would mind hanging around at a diner where he could come in and meet me after his meeting. I called him instead of texting and when we talked he sounded much more willing to be flexible, but said he had done the mutual masturbation one time and. So I move to sit between her feet and start rubbing up the backs of her legs.I rub the backs of her calf muscles & make my way up her thighs. Its only now that I realise I can see her pussy thru the side of the boxers. I try not get caught out and keep rubbing her legs. Deb then spreads them and asks me to rub a little higher as her thighs are really sore. I take this as my invite & rub up her thighs and slide my hands up into her boxers and onto her ass cheeks. she does nothing, So I do it. She wriggled her ass, rotating her pussy around her mother's finger. Dianne twirled her finger around in Tess's cunt, feeling the soft contours of the hot pink flesh. She started fucking her finger in and out slowly, feeling the interior of her daughter's cunt turn to liquid as she did so.When she had her finger inserted as far into Tess's pussyhole as it would go, the palm of her hand pressed against the upper part of her swollen cuntlips. She pressed and rotated her hand, feeling the tiny bud.