Watching me withMolly's panties...doing the same thing he had been doing overwhelmed hissenses. Never could he have imagined something like this happe...ing...muchless with Molly's father. But it was.I quickly shed my pants...and my panties. Yep...I was wearing pantiesmyself. But wasn't quite ready to spring that on him...yet anyway. No, Ijust wanted to see his reactions...and the possibilities going forward.One of my biggest fantasies has always been wondering if I might somedaybe able to help. "Say hello to Fred!" Trina said."Fred? You call it Fred?" Christy said laughing."Here, let me show you..."For a second I heard nothing, then suddenly the faint purring sound of the toy as Trina had obviously turned it on. In the next instant however, I heard Trina cry out in alarm just as the toy hit the hardwood floor of the girl's bedroom. A mad dash to scramble for the bouncing toy on the floor followed."Fuck Trina! Get it!" I heard my daughter say.So much for that assumption.With all the. "Diane sensed this was the right answer, and relaxed a bit more. "Yes, that's right, she doesn't want to take it too far."It helped that it was the truth as well. Only under Melissa's influence did Diane's enslavement ever become so complete that she had no will of her own. Heather preferred to manipulate Diane's sexuality and desires rather than exert total control.Diane waited for Victor's response, her body tensing in anticipation of his next words. She no longer heard the clock, but its. I looked into her eyes, she avoiding looking back at me out of shyness. I then got up and climbed down, I went to her panty and pulled it down, took it off and threw it away.I rubbed the vagina with my palm and slowly rubbed it further more with my index finger gently. Her moans were louder now, she grabbed my shoulder and winced in pain in the name of pleasure. She was biting her lower lip.I then ran my tongue over her vagina and also fingered her a bit. She had been masturbating with her.