Yes, Mistress, I responded, unable to hide my excitement at the opportunity of being fucked by the 18-year old Domme cheerleader. I continued, still ...voiding eye contact with my daughter, So then, on the weekend, while you girls were at your cheerleading retreat, I searched Jennys computer. Mom, Jenny gasped, how could you? I looked at my daughter for the first time in a while, and answered apologetically, Im so sorry, honey. You know I have always respected your privacy, but with the changes. I reached down unbuttoning her jeans, the look of pure lust in her eyes daring me to go on. I gradually pulled them down, peeling them from her legs one at a time. I looked up at her, noticing the look of anticipation in her eyes as she waited to see what came next. My eyes were taking in the sight of her from this new angle and settled on the growing wet patch that was gradually spreading across the thin material of her underwear.I suddenly became overwhelmed with an urge to taste her, I. “Ellen, it’s Stu, found a place that we can go to if you wanna come.” I said, tongue in cheek.“Perfect, I’m bored here and Ray ain’t around either to be nosy, we need to hook up.” Her reply made my dick flip to semi hardness. She’s so incredible and she’s my girlfriend now.“I’ll be over in ten minutes then.” I raced over, and got there within ten minutes, I was eager to see what she would wear for this. I knocked on the door and she answered immediately, came straight out and kissed me. Her. ”“Hey, Sal,” Lorraine said, “Jess looks a little left out there, don’t you think? I think her nipples could do with a little leather-on-skin experience too. We could make it a little competition for them, see which one begs us to stop first.”“Or better still,” Sally said, “let’s test their friendship, shall we? I’ll just keep on hitting these beautiful nipples of Debbie’s until she can’t stand it any more, but when she asks me to stop I’ll just start on Jess. Let’s see how much she’s prepared.