I go over to the toilet and lift my nightshirt and sit down.I spread my legs about a foot apart and run the index finger of my right hand through my w...t slit.I shudder at the touch.The fingers of my left hand reach out and slightly squeeze my right breast.I imagine her squeezing tightly with her fingers until they have my areole completely in their grasp and then twisting it.I do as she might and I suck in my breath.My index finger slides in my slit and I feel the warmy wetness inside.It. .Only to stop at the sound of that moan...It was just like her mother's. A soft purring mew that drew his eyes to her glistening vagina. Below her supple buttocks, she was grinding back, trying to force her way against the creature. In a familiar way, it reminded him of the power games he played with Sarah in the bedroom, making her beg at the edge of orgasm until she was ready to do almost anything. And suddenly, he had the sick thought that his teenage daughter only wanted the torment to. ‘Oh really, Andy. Isn’t it obvious? Your son and my daughter were having a rather intimate time of it on the sofa. It’s called a hot make-out session.’ She hadn’t raised her voice and she clearly wasn’t angry, which caught me by surprise. ‘This doesn’t bother you?’ I asked in surprise. ‘Andy, Tina and Phil have been like this since the first time they met,’ she said, crossing her fingers and displaying them to me. ‘Didn’t you notice the hug she gave him when you brought him down here after his. "I can do it here," I agreed.In truth, she was quite attractive and her manner of command with me was quite arousing. I had noted my penis stiffening already.You might as well strip first then, as we will need you naked later.By the time I was naked, by penis was quite hard and I took it in hand and began to wank. It seemed quite natural to do it in front of this woman and she watched with a professional detachment."Your balls are quite large I see," she commented, "always a good sign. Come.