I had been particularly been looking forward to this one, I’d taken her home after catching her eye at the bar, buying her a drink or two, and very ...ently sliding my hand up her skirt under the table, watching her glaze over slightly as my fingers brushed the outside of her underwear. She was gorgeous, the polar opposite of me, with small tits, long, red hair, and bright green eyes, though we were both totally bare. Caressing her breasts with my mouth, I knew what I wanted to do. I had stripped. "And ... what did you say, honey?" Nothing, Mommy," Becky replied, her face beetroot, poking the salt and pepper shakers with nervous fingers, unable to meet her mother's eyes. "I don't really ... I don't know how to, to, to ... m-masturbate. That's kind of why I wanted to talk to you..." Don't you ever touch yourself, Becky?" said Barbara, images of the child caressing her pussy suddenly flickering in her head. She pictured Becky's legs spread wide, the girl's hand moving between them."I've. After a while, he saw a finger stuck half way through the hole and moving around the sides of the hole in a very sensuous and slow mode. The finger would continue for about 10 seconds and then disappear to reappear again for the repeat action. Manish had no clue what this was all about. Next second, the finger disappeared and it was replaced with a hard cock sticking through the hole and pulled back. It was not difficult to understand that it was an invitation for Manish to put his cock through. It sort of came to my attention that he's a different man in private..."Janet cleared her throat and continued for Mike, "Yes, he likes me to dominate him. He's a very different man when we're together. I sent a Sailor Mail to him out at sea once that was a little less discrete than it should have been and I guess now it's out there." She shrugged and continued, "But I guess that's brought us together this evening."Mike chimed in at this point, "I talked with Fred and asked him if Janet would.