Softly my fingers caressed my clit. My body tensed as a wave of pleasure flowed from my pussy thru my body. I sighed deep. “Are you having an orgasm...” Ingrid asked eagerly.“Not yet dear,” I sighed, “but I’ll show you one soon, because this has made me so horny. I really want to come now.” I wanted to show this innocent girl my orgasm, show her what a horny bitch I was. My fingers quickly went over my swollen clit, and in and out of my wet pussy. I started moaning loud, making Ingrid look at my. I used to admire you a lot. But after that day, I cannot even look towards you. Why do you do things like this, dad?Aisha almost had tears in her eyes as she spoke.Sanjay: Hey Aisha, don’t cry, please. I am sorry I will never go there again. Please stop crying.Aisha: No, dad, it’s not about what you will do. It’s about what you did. Why do you go there? Don’t you have a wife?Sanjay: Hey, stop crying now. Okay, I will tell you. But promise me you will not tell this your mom. Okay? So, the thing. Talk about your lost cause.“You can stop me at any time if you want to ask a question. I would rather this be a dialogue and not a monolog,” I said in an effort to break the ice.The invitation to ask questions resulted in one brown-haired woman tentatively raising her hand. I asked her to remind me of her name, and she said, “My name is Amelia. One question ... you said you got a monthly disability check from the VA. What kind of disability? You seem to be in good shape.”“Good question, Amelia.. Sophie is gorgeous; tall, pale, great lips, great figure. We talk very openly about sex and life in general.Recently, Sophie and Lucy were talking about wanting kids and how it’s very expensive to get help. We empathized with them and said that they should maybe look into all the options. I didn’t think anything of it again until a few months ago, my girlfriend sat me down and said she needed to talk to me. She had been speaking to Sophie and Lucy about a possible option to help them conceive..