”I thought for a few seconds then suggested ‘Priapus’.“I suppose that would work.”“Good, so when do I start?”“Start what?”“The mas...urbation.”“As soon as possible.”“Right now?”“Well I suppose that we do have 15 minutes of your appointment left.”“Fifteen minutes; I can do it twice in that time. Shall I do it here?” “If you wish.”I stood up, dropped my skirt and pulled my top off. I looked at Chuck and saw a bemused expression on his face.“I work better like this.” I said then sat back down and. I pushed up to let her breathe a bit easier and she turned her head. She looked at me for a second, and then moved her head a bit to kiss me. It was a long slow kiss, and in the middle of it I realize it was the first time we’d ever kissed. It was everything I’d ever dreamed of and more! It went on forever it seemed like, and then suddenly was over, and we were looking into each others eyes. ‘So you feel up to the rest of your massage?’ I asked as I pushed away from her, slipping my cock out. I don't know how I managed to speak, but I told him to use the other bathroom and sat in disbelief as he padded down the corridor. My stepson had just walked in on me masturbating and bared his cock at me. This was the stuff of fantasies but I couldn't help feeling mortified. The mood was ruined, so I got out of the bath, dried off and slipped into bed, hoping Joey would have forgotten everything by morning. *** I didn't see Joey until the next evening. The day had been uneventful and I was. I pulled my hand up and slowly inserted one finger inside of her, soon followed by a second. “Oh yes daddy. Play with my ginger hair pussy.” We were both lost now. There was no denying what we wanted. Tammy had pushed back so she was on her knees now and my fingers were sliding in and out, covered in oil and my baby’s pussy juice. I turned my hand so the heel was against her clit and my fingers pressed up against her pelvis. It may have been a few years but I still remember what worked. My.