Without a word I gripped their waistband and started to roll the skintight spandex down over my hips, my mother sat there and watched my every movemen..., I could see she was enjoying this, her cheeks were flushed and she was biting her lip in anticipation.I rolled the tights down slowly over my hips so she could see the waistband of my dancebelt and the tops of my thighs…down more so they sat around my thighs. I stood with my feet apart, feeling myself slowly growing inside the overly padded. Keep fucking.”Carole continued to grind herself back against the glass, pushing the big rubber cock all the way in. “Please, sir,” she started to moan. She pushed herself all the way back, burying the dildo all the way in. Her ass firmly against the glass. Feverously, she rubbed her clit with her fingers. “Please, let me cum…please, I will do anything…please….” “Tell how much you want to cum,” I said. “Tell me how much you love to fuck.”“Oh, God…” she howled. “I love to fuck. More than. ’ ‘Oh, darn,’ Gail teased. ‘I can’t believe you’re tired of me already.’ ‘Woman, there’s no way I’m ever going to get tired of you,’ John said. He got off the bed, then walked to the bathroom. Gail lay in bed a little while after John wandered into the bathroom. When she could hear the shower going, she got off the bed and walked to the bathroom. As she neared the bathroom, she heard John open the door to the shower enclosure and grinned. She was going to have some fun with him. She was pretty. But, Dad, I have plans. Mom and I are going back home, to the house.”“What about me?” I asked, knowing it sounded like I was the one whining now.“You need to tend to your women, write your books, maybe even write an adult novel.”“You said, ‘my women.’ What are you, then?”A tear actually formed in the corner of her eye.“Dad, I’m your daughter,” she shouted. “In this last year, it seems more and more that you’ve forgotten that. I’ve been everything else – lover, companion, best bud, partner in.