Her daughter quickly dropped it on the table and rushed upstairs to change into her ‘play’ clothes. Her little friends were starting to gather out...ide in front of the house. Mom read the poster’s heading, ‘Daddy’s Day.’ Mom knew she’d need to convince her daughter to stay home that day. As Mom read the flyer, she noticed that the special day was next week. She had only four days to convince her off spring to stay home that day. That night Mom started her campaign.. We stood and I adjusted and zipped up my jeans, feeling the mixed juices from both our bodies start to soak into my clothes. She had retrieved her clothes and put on her knickers; I could see my sperm soaking into her gusset. Seeing me look at her, she said, "We both need a clean up now, don't we?" "Yes," I replied, with a smile. When we were both as decently dressed as we could be (she'd started to get a dark patch on the crotch of her jeans) we looked over to the dogging cars. The 4x4 was. It went a double hand span below my knees. The blouse was again white but of a thicker softer cotton. The jacket matched the skirt and was snug around the waist but showed off my breasts and waist to advantage. There was a cape of Maroon wool. It covered me from my shoulders to a hand span above my feet. The stockings were a light green and made of fine wool. The boots were of the softest leather, and, like the stockings, came up just short of my knees. They were brown in color. Finally there. Mmmmmm she said. And just like that to my surpise her had lent out and reached for my cock rubbing it for the second time. Go on get it out chris, tim had said. This time not letting mum answer I undone my shorts and pulled them down letting my haard 7" cock flop out. Oh wow mum and tim said. I smiled and slowly grabbed in wanking it as mum looked down. She was cleary shocked. Tina how about you step out and give us a little handjob tim said. Mmm sure mum said to my surpise, but is it safe.