I sighed, trying to slow my heart down which I could feel beating faster.“That's not something we should be talking about now”, I whispered back t... him, wondering if I should tell Sarah about this. Him placing his hand on my bare knee though, that I should definitely tell her about. I looked at his hand then to him, his face inches from mine. “What are you doing?”He looked into my eyes, smiled and answered me, kissing me deeply, pushing his tongue between my lips. I remember thinking that I. What made it worse was she enjoyed it. That was by far the strongest orgasm she had ever had and she would be willing to do just about anything to experience another one like that. But it was so wrong. Why had she liked it? And where did Hoby go? He left her blindfolded and bound to the fricking bedpost. Finally after what seemed like an eternity but was probably just minutes she heard footsteps on the stairs and then the door to the playroom opened. Ashley struggled to quit crying but was not. .. um... dowhat you wanted, but..." What?" It was hard work and I didn't get anything out of it till we took myartificial bum off. If you were hoping for a mutually satisfactorylesbian experience, it wasn't like that for me. I can't actually feelyou kneading my tits or false buttocks." No, I understand," she sighed. "I was just curious. I'm not reallythat keen on lesbian lovemaking and if you're not getting anything outof it, it's no good for me either. We'll just have to keep takingthat. "But it doesn't bother you that ... well ... that maybe I'm having thoughts that I shouldn't have about you?" I asked instead."I trust you completely, Daddy. I know you would never do anything to me that I don't want."I sighed. She really had a good point. I knew there were a million good reasons why I shouldn't accept the offer, but for some reason I couldn't think of a single one of them right now. Against my better judgment, I began to undress.She watched me with a smile of delight on her.