Another 10 minutes passed and Babs knelt down in front of her mom and pulled her thong down to her ankles and Helen eagerly stepped out of them. Babs ...an her hands up her mom’s legs and over her mound and the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. Helen threw her head back giving way to all abandonment. Then Babs moved in closer and kissed her mom’s pussy. This brought Helen’s head back and she looked down at her daughter who was now licking her mom’s pussy in front of my dad and me. It looked. .." she said and he hoped she was weakening."And Shania as well." No!" Once more she bridled."Won't you at least ask her?" Have you been talking to her?" Once again the suspicion. He was getting tired of it."Claire," he said rather sharply. "I keep my word. The children are yours. Your older daughter has, like you, been abused. I'm suggesting she swears an affidavit so that you have more ammunition if your husband tries to take the children or to have unsupervised visiting rights." Will he?". So we set up our stuff, and we’re due to play in a moment.People arrive, and we start our gig. This day was different, she dances to the music, in a sensual and alluring way, and between fiddling with all the different instruments, she looks at me, and she looks horny, therefore… me horny.In the middle of the concert, she puts a slow rhythmic base, that I never heard before. I didn’t really know what to think.Then she walks towards me, she gives me her back, takes my hands and puts them on her. “Can I go to the toilet Mr Matthews?” His face blushed red before he replied saying I could go. I walked out of the class gently wiggling my hips, giggling once I closed the door behind me. Well he seemed to have noticed my flirting techniques. The rest of the day passed without anything interesting, I went from class to class living in a day dream. All I could think about was the look on Mr Matthew's face, the feeling of the power I held pulsing through my body. After cheerleading.