My brain was telling me to fire her. What I’d witnessed could have put my child in danger. What if there’d been an emergency of some kind? My baby...itter would have been caught with her pants down and a vibrator buried in her pussy.On the other hand, my cock was telling me another story entirely. It was telling me the story of a beautiful, voluptuous curvy coed who thought about me -- and talked dirty to herself -- while she masturbated.The next day, when Ashley showed up for work, I still. The man cleared aside the split skirt panels, drawing the halves over her thighs, the fabric slipping over her skin. He put two fingers from each hand under her knees and gently pulled up and out, lifting and separating her knees. She drew her heels towards her ass and planted them wide on the mattress. The exposed inner thighs felt the chill breeze as he moved closer to her. She rolled her hips up slightly, and presented her make-up glossed cunt for his use. She felt the bed give and then. We were in traffic, and nearing the hospital, so I pulled into the lot before I looked at her again. She had a wad of tissues in her hand, dabbing at her face, and was just smearing the gunk around. I handed her a half-empty bottle of water, and she soaked another couple of tissues and that worked a little better. Then I said, "Laurel? Look at me." Kept her head down, and her shoulders sagged. "Laurel!" She looked up then, and I got a close-up look at the shiner she was trying to hide, as well. "Gentle and kinky at the same time?", you ask me. I reTomze my mistake "Sorry baby" and kiss you slightly as we continue to enjoy her young taut tits. Slowly, our mouths start to move downwards and we kiss my daughter's slim mid riff, you kiss my lips "Why don't you take care of kinky part and I focus on other important things", I giggle and get the nipple clamps, "It will hurt a little sweetie, are you ready?", I whisper in her ear, she nods her head and very slowly I attach clamps to her.