Let some air in, she called. He obediently left it half open and, before I could protest, he grabbed the curtains…………….Leave a gap, you Bast...rd, I screamed in my head. Leave them open to let the air in, she said. He left about a foot gap and I could see the gentle breeze moving them slightly. Perfect, I could see most of the room. He moved towards the wardrobe and started to strip. Her blouse was off now and she turned her back to him. He gentlemanly unzipped her skirt and then cupped her. “Oh God!” she said. “I’m going to come.”But I wanted more. “Raise your legs and put them over my shoulders,” I told her.“Why should I?” she asked. “Just do it!” I told her. She did as I asked.After she put her feet over my shoulders, the perineum, the sensitive path between her asshole and vagina, was fully exposed. I licked my way along that path, which is lined with sensitive nerve endings. After something like ten minutes of that treatment, she moaned like a wild beast at the same time was. His buddies left and I think they themselves were a little freaked about me being there but after they left, dad told me to go to my room and he would be right up there after he took a shower. While I was on my bed, all I could think of was what I had seen my dad do and what it would feel like to do it. I reached down in my shorts again and started rubbing my own cock and balls and was nearly about to cum myself but I heard dad coming down the hall so I pulled my hand back out and acted like. Not really sick,but not normal either. I felt sorta "loose", and sorta agreeably pliant.I now didn't have much of a objection, when the saleslady helped me outof my skirt, top, pantyhose, and shoes when she asked. She then handedme one of the light blue bras to try on, I hesitated for a moment, andturned my back to put the bra on.In the lab I stood there quietly in my underwear and bra, and watchedwithout curiosity as the saleslady positioned a little shelf above afive gallon glass bottle. It.