. you're making me nervous."I tried to blank my mind and concentrate on dancing and the feel of her body next to mine. I'd been right, she hadn't worn...a bra, and the slight movement of her breasts against mine as we danced tightened my nipples. Her scent — female musk with an overlay of something apple-like — assaulted my nose as we shuffled slowly around the floor. I was conscious of her hands on my hips, just above my bottom, and her breath on my hair. I tingled inside and my clit thrummed. I got online and did some research about masturbation. I found this website that gave techniques on masturbation. One of the ways to masturbate was with water simulation. I started reading more about, it said to first start running the water at a slow speed, getting it the right temperature, letting the tub fill up almost half way then getting into the tub and scooting under the running water, and letting the water go into your vagina. It also suggested that the masturbator should rub her clit. I was sore, but I had moved with Cathy's fluid grace.I followed mom's advice and pretended to be Cathy for Mr. Walton, my daddy now, and felt perfectly natural with him. He was so pleased at my recovery, but did I notice some chemistry between mom and daddy - now that didn't sound at all bad to me. About nine they left, but not before the Doctor Hanson visited. He said that I could go home tomorrow afternoon - if I looked this good in the morning, and providing I promised to come back for. Meanwhile, Tushar undid her panties and was just looking at us two and jerking off. I slowly kissed her neck and then her upper back and then her mid back. I unhooked her bra and then again resumed kissing her back. I kissed her mid back and then her lower back and then her ass.I flipped her over. She called Tushar and then we both began to suck her each breast. I was fingering her with one hand while sucking her boobs. After a while, I got down and started licking her navel. While Tushar was.