A gentle squeeze caused her to jump suddenly. "Well, you're going topless at my request and I'm certainly taking liberties with your delectable person..., I pointed out, tweaking her nipples."What's odd about that? It's not as if it's unusual - why shouldn't you? And why shouldn't I do as you say?" She looked so cute with her arms held up as she said that."I see your point. Oh, you can lower your arms now. Turn and face me, please." I withdrew my hands with some reluctance as she did so.Taking. Our journey home seemed like a trip to me. As all I wanted was to get home right now and give my entire being into the hands of my hubby for his consumption. While his hand was sliding up and down my thighs I was busy replaying the activities of that evening in my head. Everything seemed so special, they where all simple gestures that had a way of bringing out the woman in me. The last time I had a cup of wine with my husband was four years ago at our after wedding party, can remember that. I blushed, and undoing my bra, I did a pirouette so that they bounced a little – I was rather proud of them, and I had noticed that boys couldn't take their eyes off my chest, particularly if I wore a tight sweater. It was rather nice that my Daddy enjoyed my breasts, and I started to feel a little glow inside.I had to turn away to pull my knickers down, but I thought I heard Daddy saying something under his breath as I bent down to pick them up off the floor, giving him a really good view of. Their dicks were getting harder. "Strip. Now." Nate commanded. "Well, actually, I wanted to show you fellas my nice little pussy and if you're lucky you'll be getting to see, and use it a lot more this year." I had lifted my skirt and flashed them my bare, shaved pussy and I thought I would wrestle back some control. Surely I'd fuck them here and now and surely they knew it. But it made me feel like less of a cumdump to say my intentions were only to tease. In the end, it didn't matter. They.