”Indeed I was leaking like a smashed watermelon. It was sheer heaven to feel two prurient poles deep inside me. The undersides of my son and hubby�...s cock on either side of the sensitive membrane. It accentuated the nerve ending’s exquisite sensations multiple times.It was as if the membrane was non-existent. The additional grazing of their enlarged circumferences on my G spot from either side made me let out an elongated brutish yell of wanton pleasure. “Mom, if you feel this is the best hold. Instinct I guess. All of a sudden I wasn’t think-ing about the crowd, or the fact that we were ondisplay. I wanted that girls mouth on my cock. The room was getting very quiet as the littledancer started to tongue me, slurping and rubbing mycock on her lips and chin. When she came back up mychest, she locked her lips on mine and pushed hertongue deep into my mouth. “Don’t you know who I am?” she whispered in myear. “I’m Tracy, your daughter, back from. For a moment, I thought Nikki was going to spank me. I thought she was going to tell me that I should be ashamed of myself for carrying filthy pornographic magazines around with me. Some deeply-recessed part of me was willing her to do it too, eager to feel her hand slap against my bared buttocks. Fidgeting, I found myself thrusting my bum up for the punishment which I deserved. But she didn’t punish me. She used thumb and fingers to ease my bum cheeks apart and then poured massage oil down my. "This might be a good opportunity for just the two of you to get away and talk before she goes off to college. Think of it as make-up time for all your business trip."Lindsey smiled approvingly. I squirmed in my seat. I couldn't very well tell them why I had written "Beaver Hunt", that my buds and I spent just as much time at the strip joints as we did on the pond, that we partied pretty heavily. Now the thought of my pretty young daughter accompanying us--Jesus, the guys would probably eat her.