Susan only told him about the dancing in the lounge, she decided that she didn’t need to mention the private rooms. Mike reluctantly agreed that it ...ounded like a good deal, “I’m still not real thrilled about this, but we’ve got to have the money, honey, or we’re going to be out on the street.” He didn’t tell Susan that the thought of her showing off her hot, sexy body in front of a room of horny men made him excited as a prize bull. He grinned, “I guess I’m going to have a hot wife.” Susan. I double-clicked on it and it opened, and it was avi clips and photos of my daughter, nude and masturbating on her computer.The angle from which she was being spied on I knew was the wall clock Peter had given her a year back, and as I clicked more and more, his depravity knew no bound, Skype and chat rooms, saved conversations with my daughter, and her willingness to do what she was doing, albeit unknown to her it was Peter, left me initially in a state of shock.An old man having carnal. I mean they were living in the same house with her any sign that I should have seen through the internet they should have seen more clearly in person. None of us saw it coming, nobody at all saw it. The thing is that I should have seen it. She’d been one of my best friends for over a decade and for a man of twenty five years of age that is a rather impressive boast. She’d been my friend nearly half of my life and my entire adult life. We’d always joked about finally meeting face to face but it. As Rachael wiggled around trying to escape, pleading for Carolyn to stop she slid off the couch. Carolyn was laughing so hard she couldnt even apologize. Rachael popped up, glaring at Carolyn, demanding she stop laughing. Of course the sight of Rachael standing there, hands on her hips, hair flying everywhere, trying to look serious only made Carolyn laugh harder. Then Carolyn noticed that Rachaels tank had slid down a bit, revealing some purple lace from her bra. As Rachaels chest heaved from.