“I’m obligated to, you see. Linda’s is the last one and only I am left without a challenge. Everyone else had fulfilled their quest obligations ...ut us. Obligation ... what a bitch it is! That’s why I left, that’s why I finally came back, and that’s why I’m going to go in there, smile at him and wiggle my ass and get this over with! Obligation never means that you have to like it!”If Linda has any character shortcomings, then I don’t know what they might be. She had balls ... and even courage. ”With the bar of soap Jenny again pushed between Leslie’s thighs, concentrating now on her pussy and her engorged clit. Leslie reached out and grabbed the girl’s hand, holding the soap against her pussy as tremors built inside her stomach. She exhaled and slowly let go, and after washing her off once more, Jenny laid the soap down and gripped Leslie’s thighs. Shuffling forward slightly into the full force of the spray she closed her eyes and licked along the length of Leslie’s pussy, finishing. “Do my legs look nice in your wife’s pantyhose?”. This girl knew exactly what she was doing to me and she seemed to really like it. “Look very nice on your runners legs”, I said. “Ive never worn pantyhose before, I like how they feel. I might wear them more often. But don’t worry I’ll give these back to your wife”. With that she had to get going to her interview. What a great view watching her walk away.I didn’t see her for a few days. But when I did she was back to her usual attire. We talked. We would wrestle just like any father and son. It was good to get the blood pumping.My daughter, though, was more stealthy. Suzie liked to sneak up on me. She told me later on that she started out being curious about what was in my boxers when she saw the bulge under the sheet. It was the summertime so a sheet was all I had on top of me. She lifted the sheet to get a better look. I don't know how often I had a hard-on when I woke up, but it must have been pretty often. Initially she would just.