Not even a kiss. I decided Lynn was not going to do this again and I should forget about ever fucking her. I put it out of my mind and started thinkin... of girls my own age. About a month or so went by and things between Lynn and I went back to the way they had been. I liked walking in the woods near my house. I was out there and ran into Lynn, she was walking too. We got to talking and walking together. " I want to show something." Lynn said. I thought maybe this would be another naked show but. Little did she realize, I had tied a piece of fishing line to the door knob. I held the other end in my hand. At the right moment, I pulled the string pulling the door wide open. She just froze as the door swung open. I too was a bit taken back when I saw my daughter's hand down her panties. "HOLY SHIT!!!" I said to myself. "She's getting off watching me get off." Finally she came to her senses, and made a mad dash to her bedroom. I followed her still butt naked.My schlong waggling as I ran. I tried to think up a story for why I was there, when my gaze moved over to Sybil. The words of the 911 operator went in one ear and out the other as I took in her injuries. Like her husband, her tongue and fingers had been removed. Her nipples appeared to have been burned off. It also looked like someone had sewn her pussy shut. ‘What is your emergency?’ the voice from the phone repeated. ‘My… my neighbors, someone has hurt them. They’re tied up.’ ‘Are you alone in the house?’ the operator. I cupped my full breasts and moaned my nipples hardened as I pinched and rolled them with my thumb and forefinger. I could feel my pussy growing wet with need as I stood there before the mirror watching myself. Images of the night to come assailed me and I couldn’t wait to get to the hotel. Eying the clock it read 2:13 p.m. not enough time for a quickie. It took me half an hour or forty-five minutes to get to Half Moon Bay depending on traffic. Groaning at the injustice I quickly through on a.