Not bad. For the first time I felt proud of my Husband. He was not a doctor but even then his massage was comparable to the massage given by experienc...d hands of a doctor. Then after sometime I felt that its not only mine but even my husband's breathing has increased. He removed his fingers from my cunt, stood up - opened the buttons of his night shirt, pulled it out and threw it on the floor. " What are you doing ? Have you gone mad?" I shouted as I could not understand his strange behavior.. "Cindy gave me a sisterly hug. "Of course not, silly. I mean, Brad and Iwill probably want to be alone sometime tonight, and so will you andDave." But aren't we double-dating?" I meant after the party. We won't stay long enough for it to get wildlike Jim's parties usually do. I just thought you should spend a littletime alone with Dave before the party."I didn't have the guts to ask what "alone" meant. I mean, I liked Davea lot, even though I didn't exactly have any choice in the matter, butI. “Sir, what did you do with your daughter?”“It’s okay,” I told my husband, his eyes locked on the amulet, on the little flaw in it. I spoke calm, clear, gentle. “Relax. You have nothing to feel guilty about. Hang up the phone and let’s talk.”His thumb pressed the “end call” button, cutting off the 911 operator.“That’s good,” I said. “You have nothing to feel guilty about. Disciplining your daughter is a good thing.”“I ... I...” His words came out slow, slurred. “I hurt her. I abused her.”“No,. I started shaking my tool slowly as I wanted it to last for a long time. Then I looked at my mom. She was staring at the ceiling, her hands partially covering her breasts.I was seeing my mom’s nude body in my imagination while jerking. Ten minutes went by. In the pleasure I was giving myself, my eyes were closed.I speeded up the jerking I knew I was about to cum. And I cummed finally shooting a jet of my semen upwards. I was exhausted. And from the corner of my eyes, I could see that my mom was.