She was sitting up now just staring at it."Can I touch you?" Einstein asked.Wendy blushed. "I, I don't know. I've never even been seen by a boy!" That...s okay, Sweetheart," I said. "That's why I'm here to help."I moved behind Wendy and started to unbutton her blouse. She reached out ever so tentatively and with her index finger pressed on Einstein's prick."It's so hard and yet so soft," she said as she pushed it again, amazed at how it sprang back every time she let her finger slide off the. When she'd moved, her legs had parted so my access to her labia was easier than I'd envisaged. My plan could commence. Moving back onto the bed, which only caused an incoherent murmur from her, I got between her legs. Quickly I slipped hands under her bottom and clamped my mouth to her pussy, probing into the folds. I heard a sharp intake of breath and felt her hands on each side of my head as she tried to lift me away. Previously I would have let her do this and slid my shaft, willingly, into. " Bugger, I thought I was getting close then, especially with you cumming so much." And I need a shower," she prodded me in the stomach. "You can wash me down."I had to remind her to put her dress back on before she got into the car. She just stuck her tongue out at me and muttered, "Spoil sport."She stood in the shower, warm water streaming down her naked body. I ran my soapy hands over her smooth, soft skin. Her nipples were already engorged and I knew that the wetness between her legs wasn't. 'We have company', I informed my daughter who had her back to him, she had just reached behind her back and unhooked her top, letting it fall away to reveal her perfect breasts, she turned to where I had motioned silently, and as she did so, he started to wank himself faster, possibly stimulated by her acknowledgement of his presence, and the fact she was showing her breasts.'Mother dear', she said calmly, 'I have counted at least seven men doing it, since we arrived', and I looked again, this.