Close your eyes and imagine I'm that girl from when you were sixteen." Susie!"My daughter reached down to again pump my engorged cock with both hands....It felt so good, and I'd been without a woman for some while. I figured I would regret it later but this time I couldn't bring myself to make my daughter stop.Smiling, Susie jacked me another minute or so. Then she paused to peel off the oversize tee shirt she wears to bed.My daughter has a deep rich olive complexion she inherited from her mom's. Nothing fancy. A small living area with television and desk, a kitchenette with breakfast table, and a bedroom and attached bathroom.”“Oh, okay. I’d like to see it sometime.” A few seconds of silence, then—”Do you have a key? Would you give me a personal tour?”Suddenly she recalled the somewhat suggestive notes from last spring. The realization must have shown on her face because he looked intently at her and nodded very slightly.“Sure, we can take a look.”She got her keys and led the way to. Keep your hands at your sides. And smile at anyone who looks your way."Becky shivered at the thought of walking around in public with that top on. She might just as well be topless. But something was tickling her fancy. Her nipples were hard and sticking out like bullets.She took a deep breath and got out of the car. I watched to see if anyone noticed. There was a chain reaction as she walked slowly up the driveway and up the sidewalk to Odie's door.Everyone seemed to notice, one or two at a. I pinched my nipples and rolled them between my fingers. Then, I dipped my wet fingers into my slit. A slight amount of pleasure rolled through my body while I rubbed my hardening clit. I pushed my two fingers into my pussy.Money flew from all directions while I fingered myself for everyone. I fingered myself in long, slow strokes. When I got tired of two fingers, I used three. My fake moans were slightly audible above the loud music; not only was I a great dancer but I was a great actor..