Tim quickly replied “ok mum see you later” and she was gone before Tim’s erection swelled in his pants. When he was a small c***d growing up he ...ever gave the way she dressed a second thought. Even when she would slip into his bed at night after her last client had left to give him a cuddle and a goodnight kiss, dressed in just a baby doll nightie. He could smell the sex on her breath and on her body mixed with her perfume, as she would snuggle up to him.Now with his body changing into that of. I knew I should leave, I knew it was wrong to watch this, maybe as wrong as them doing it, but I couldnt peel myself away. I continued to strum myself watching Tracy raise up on her knees and then settle back down. Every time she did she would make another comment about his immense size. I couldnt believe she was fucking her Daddy! Was she sick? How could she fuck him? I couldnt imagine sex with my Dad, even if he had a cock that size. Oh my God Daddy! Oh shit! OH SHIT! She gasped, her voice. I've got voice mail from him... haven't listened to it yet, figured it might be good for a laugh."While Harry finished making breakfast for everyone, the story of the Diablo and the bed was relayed to those who didn't know it."Y'know Margo, you're just a gawddamn evil bitch... if I didn't have Tamara, I could fall in love with a woman like you."As everyone gathered around the table and ate she played the message Benjamin had left."Very funny, Margo... the Diablo model kit was a particularly. ‘You teach?’ She asked sitting upright. ‘Multi-talented then, aren’t you the waiter?’ I explained that I wasn’t the waiter but was looking out for Jack while his body de-toxed those rum cocktails from the night before. As I spoke to her I thought ‘what a sexy accent’ she had. I’ve always had a thing for American women, they seem to have such rich vocals. I couldn’t help noticing what a lovely, curvy body she had either. Not like those beanpole girls in the lime outfits. I had a little flirt.