It was an intense orgasm and it made a gooey mess in my pants. I walked home and changed my jeans and underwear, then sat on the bed and thought about...what had happened. Would our relationship ever be the same? I, of course, couldn’t ever tell her I spied on her intimate moment. I couldn’t stop thinking of her with her fingers between her thighs. My mind went into overdrive and I tried to picture her pussy in great detail. I imagined what she would look like completely nude standing in front. I told her I did not think that was the reason why she was leaving. Mrs. Jones had trouble sitting still in the car, she put her hand over her chest and the other hand in her crotch. She asked me if what she was not enough to offer a man to have sex with her. I was totally flustered and stuttered that she most definitely could get any man's blood boiling. She looked at me and said that not one man at the party had taken her up on her advances. We were almost at her place by now. She said that. Satisfied with her position, Tiffany looked out and addressed the group of girls."Okay, girls. You've all been thoroughly instructed on the procedure here. Some of you have already done this with the other amazons. So the more experienced girls will help the newer ones here. Let's see what you can do." Two of the girls got on their knees, and immediately began fondling and stroking her balls and the shaft of Tiffany's cock. Tiffany relaxed her mental control on her cock, and let nature. The next picture after that, Ashley looked to be getting playful as she stood bent over showing her ass and pussy and looking back at the camera from between her legs… At which time I heard, “Hey dad, what happened to the…” I turned with my cock in hand and saw Ashley standing in the door looking at me jerking off to her picture of her on the big screen.I yelled, "Ashley! What are you…?" as I scrambled to kill the slide show and get my pants up. When I turned again, she was gone. I sat back in.