I just can'tdo that sort of thing' Please!' 'Oh, really, I never knew you felt like that.' Greta was suddenly interestedat Agnes' reaction. 'And here ... am, thinking how much you enjoyed sucking cocks.Perhaps you would prefer that these two handsome specimens here were able togo down your throat.' 'Oh, please Greta, only sometimes, but please, not now, I'm so uncomfortablelike this, I couldn't possibly … ' 'Nonsense! Of course you could, and you could just as easily suck on Karen'sdildo. I can. Moira had often been the subject of my masturbation fantasies as I’d soaked the panties in my drawer with my semen while fantasising about seeing her in them and pulling them off her. “You jack off thinking of me, don’t you Father?” It was as if she’d read my thoughts.Then, sitting in that armchair, Moira swung her legs as wide as she could get them, pulling her skirt high up her thighs. I saw stocking tops, bare thigh above and black lace panties sheer enough to show the dark shadow of her. She told me she would notice as he would watch her, looking her up and down, admiring her nice tits. She would tell me that she knew he has a nice large cock and was good with it because her friend knew and told her. The sexual tension was building and she knew he wanted her. She has no problems getting guys attention. I would ask her if she wanted him, yes, she did.The night of the party, I was in a new town and had nothing to do so I stayed home, picked up some party favors and talked/texted. I needed new bras, with the extra few pounds I put on I needed to be refitted. I walked into the shop and requested to have my bra size measured. The assistant I spoke to motioned young woman over. She smiled and motioned me to come into a cubicle, while my husband sat on a chair a few yards away. The shop assistant asked me to remove my shirt. I felt a little conscious and crossed my arms. She sensed my nervousness and took my arms put them out to the side. 'Don't be shy.' She said. I started.