‘You can do anything to me,’ I answered, honestly. ‘That’s the problem,’ she replied softly. ‘I’ve done so very much TO you already! Now...I have to do something FOR you. Will you let me?’ I didn’t say anything as she let her hand move over me gently, petting and squeezing and pinching first one breast, then the other. The hand drifted lower, urging my legs apart, as her mouth lowered to my exposed left nipple. I gasped, then tried to stifle the moan that followed. She stopped suckling and looked. I was swaying it back and forth and I still didn't get a reply. All I heard was.. “Uhm... Hello...” Next thing I noticed it was my girlfriends mom. I said oh shit and struggled trying to hang up while she said “No no... don't hang up. You've already done too much mister.” Sounding pretty mad. We now were facetiming as you should. I asked her where my girlfriend was and she told her she sent her to the store to get some extra sauce for dinner tonight. I felt so embarrassed it was hard for me to. I thought you must be enjoying how my nightgown clung tightly to my flat tummy and the graceful curves of my young body, and how its sheer fabric was draped tight over my pert breasts.I could see almost all of you below your chest as you leaned back in the chair. You moved your hand back onto your cock. You stroked it so gently at first, daddy. You ran your fingertips lightly over it, you traced a few circles around the bulging head, and you took the shaft between two fingers and then, starting. Her moans increasing in volume and frequency were far better than any surgical monitor.My gaze settled on her pussy, her clit, now engorged with need and standing proud of its hood, her labia deep pink and glazed with a blend of cum and lube, shone in the lamplight.“Fran, if you can assist, I think it’s time to shock the patient.”Fran moved from the head of the table to stand beside me, I nodded to Amelia and Jackie to ensure that they had a firm grip of Abi’s legs. I didn’t want her falling.