She really started to enjoy it now, this was the part of the game she wanted to be at as long as possible. i knew that my cock had been leaking precum...in her as the slipperiness increased, she was going the full length up and down with hard strokes, and grinding her ass at the end of it, trying to get every inch out of me that she could.I was really close and she was not letting up.. I tried to hold back but her complete cunsumption of my cock was such a turn on i couldn;t stop from seeding her. Blaine, being 17 and a senior, was going to be home, and he was being allowed to have a couple of friends over, but no parties. Her simple request was that I keep an ear out, make sure no party happened, and let her know if he tried to sneak in any girls for an overnight stay. I smiled and let a little shiver run up my spine as I agreed to look after him. Blaine just shrugged and told his mom he wasn’t seeing anyone, and the only people he was bringing over would be his best friends for a movie. Roger was looking to his right at my little Rita standing no more than a foot away with her tiny hand on the bed aside me. Rita said words only I can interpret asking ‘Mama OK?’. ‘Come here baby’ and with a single motion Roger lifted her up to the bed besides us. I hugged and kissed her as Roger and I could both see she was a bit upset. Roger told her ‘Daddy is just kissing and loving Mommy’. It was a little surreal as Roger had me impaled while my little girl was asides us. Roger slowly. We were flying in uncharted territory. I had no idea what to say or where this conversation would lead.Or could lead. “Like a stripper or maybe even a flasher might get a thrill,” I suggested. “No!" she answered firmly, quick as a flash. “A stripper is in control. They’re saying 'I can turn you on. I can walk over to you and turn you on whether you want to be turned on or not just by taking off my clothes.' The stripper is in control. I was embarrassed. It was more like a child being punished.