Matching the pace of the sexy couple on the screen, I try hard not to moan my delights of pleasure. Grunting inwardly, I press my fingers rapidly agai...st my clit, stimulating my impending orgasm even more. Just when Im about to explode around my beloved hairbrush, I hear knocking at my bedroom door. Acting quickly, I pull my hands away, push my legs down, and close my computer. My father peeks his head around my door. Can I come in? He asks with a smile. Damn! I was so close! I shout inside my. Don't you worry"I wasn't worried about that. What I was really worried is in letting my dear mom go to a night club with those dudes. Besides, after I saw how they behaved when she turned her back on them. Doing those disrespectful gestures, exciting themselves with the possibility of talking something with her that night. My god, plus the fact that they were all drunk."You don't want let mommy go, do you?" She was trying to emotional blackmail me implying that she is not allowed to have fun."I. You tell me at the start of the evening that there will be little surprises throughout. Soon after the champagne arrives you tell me to remove my g-string, which i barely manage to do in the booth without causing a stir. We enjoy appetizers while you kiss and fondle me in such a way that i feel like everyone in the place is watching. You hand me a set of elastic bands, and instruct me to go to the washroom and wrap my nipples, to not play around because You will be checking them when i get. I’m sure you understand that my father is the force behind the scenes. If he wants something, it happens. If he doesn’t….”“I think we need to go to sleep. Somebody keeps wearing me out. I love you, Lucy and I plan to tell you every single day.” She cuddled into my body. We closed our eyes and we were gone.>>>>>>Lucy told me the following morning that she planned to move back into her house on Wednesday. “All I have to pack is one suitcase of clothes and a few toiletries, plus the food in.