? ?You are sexy Fiona. Don't stop touching yourself. Someone may be enjoyingyou.? This makes you gasp as you realise what is happening. That someone e...semight be watching you. But you don't stop. You can't stop even though you desperatelywant to. You press your legs together trying to apply pressure to your nowgently swelling mound. You hear the gentle swish of nylon as your thighs presstogether. ?You are nothing but a slut Fiona. A tease. You want those yes upon you don'tyou?? ?No, really I. I nodded feeling sheepish and odd. I remember what she wore that day. A pink round necked T-shirt and a pair of faded Denims. Her cheeks were flushed and matched well with her top. Still smiling she stood up in front of me. My poor heart was galloping. I was going to have a direct view inches away from my face! Time stopped as she unhooked the front of her jeans. The zip flew down expertly in a flash and while panties with little flowers showed up in the ‘V’. Then in a magic moment as my whole. My sexual preference is bisexual. I been a regular reader of ISS, I decided to post my life experience today. This is my first story here.I had a crush on my daughter but never made any move. This story is about how my daughter seduced me and had sex with me. I am not new to lesbian sex, I had many encounters during my college days, but after my marriage, I didn’t have any such encounters.My husband works as a constable in the Puducherry police department. We have a daughter named, Malar (19).. "Who said you could go to sleep?", Don asked."I'm sorry. I must have....", before I could finish my sentence I was slapped across the face."Who do you think you are speaking to like that?" Stop it. That hurt.", I was slapped again."Did that one hurt too? You better learn to speak to me correctly slut. Assume the position." Don please, you're hurting me." He slapped again harder then before. I could feel the tears well up in my eyes."Assume the position." The position...", he cocked his arm.