"You have a wet spot down there." I touched it to check - he was right. I was sopping wet down there, and as I touched myself, there was an involuntar... jerk in my chest as I gasped. I had soaked right through my panties. I paused, and looked up to see my boyfriend staring at my panties with an unreadable expression. With my other hand, I tilted his chin up so I could look into his eyes. I reached into my panties, feeling my fingers get slick, and I quivered as we looked at each other, afraid to. As I sat in the darkness of the nursery, Leanne’s tiny mouth latched onto my tiny breast, my vulva already damp, my mind was still spinning.Deep down inside, did I still want Tony? Was it just jealousy that was making me feel so upset?God alone knew how many times he had fucked and cum inside my daughter, but had he spanked her too, as I had seen with my own eyes she loved so well?Had he fucked her roughly on all fours as I had also seen, her tiny boobs hanging down, her long dark hair over her. She did love his long thick cock and his huge set of balls. She was good at cock sucking and she loved loved taking his cock deep in her throat and sucking it hard. Sometimes he would grab her by the hair and hold his cock deep in her throat as she sucked him. She sucked him deep and when she had him rock hard again he got her on her hands and knees and pushed his cock into her asshole. She felt every inch of his long thick cock push into her and then he began really ass fucking her hard. As. She got up and started walking toward me, still doing the eye dance. She had her arms crossed, which accented her big breasts. She dropped her head just as she passed me and I realized she was headed for the restroom. I took that as a signal. A silent signal. I was sure I was reading it right. I did not want to be telling the story later of what I should have done. I did what I should have done. With three steps I caught the restroom hall door just as it was closing. I went in and saw the.