I stepped into her heels.Maybe two inches, a little more, but still I teetered. She stood to steadyme, then ran her index finger down my front; I felt...her trace betweenbreasts and over belly, and felt how, I guess it was the shoes, they nowpushed out boldly to the world. I felt her palm slide over a bottom, mine,round and out-thrust, too. I took a step, and felt myself waggle under herhand."Pick up your arms," she said. "Pick up your arms, and dive."I closed my eyes and felt a swirl of cloth.. “Let me show you then,” she offered and waved at me to follow her to her bedroom. I crawled off Judit’s bed and went after her, with my younger sister in pursuit, not wanting to miss out on the sex-toy gifts. When we arrived at the room two doors down from mine, mom had already pulled out a drawer and swept aside some of the underwear that was covering what turned out to be a large assortment of dildos. All colours, shapes and sizes, butt plugs, plenty of vibrators big and small and some. She placed it over her nipple. Even through her bra and t-shirt it stimulated the sensitive bud and she felt it harden. She repeated the action on the other breast with the same results.Despite herself, Susan actually started to feel her pussy start to get a bit wet. Taking another deep breath she placed the vibrator between her legs and pressed it against her clit. She let go of her breath with a whoosh as her hips jerked involuntarily.Keeping the buzzing toy pressed against herself Susan. “It’s back,” I groaned.Belinda undid her seatbelt, leaned over, and pushed down my nylons. My dick popped out, smacking into her lips. I groaned as my daughter engulfed my dick, sucking so hard on it. I shuddered, letting out a groaning moan, my head lolling.My heart clenched as I realized we were parked next to a police car. The officer, a woman short, black hair, glanced at me. Her face had a familiar structure. She looked a lot like my student Amber Matheson.She did say her mother was a.