Istared as much as possible into that damned mirror and watched myeleven year old daughter's fingers stroking her slit as she slept!Within minutes Min...y's index finger was pressed deep between her softpussy lips, spreading the thin inner lips and was obviously strokingher hidden clitoris! For nearly ten more minutes she rubbed herselfand then just as suddenly as she had begun masturbating...she stopped.Seconds later, she rolled over on her side and the view was gone! Duskwas far advanced by. You smile and tell me after I finish my wine. I'm wanting to please you so much and you are very much aware of this, but you still want to prolong our pleasure.We leave the restaurant; the waiter is grinning at us from ear to ear and my cheeks start to blush.As we settle inside the car I lean towards you and kiss you as I rub your cock through the cloth of your slacks. Unzipping you again, my head leans down so my mouth engulfs you with one long stroke. You are so hard and taste so good. I feel. I replied, “same to u.” then we fixed time in morning 6 to 8 for chatting. In this way we stared erotic chatting. Some time it converted into sex chat. Generally it happened in every 2nd or 3rd day. She was very expert in this. She was open minded and sex loving lady. I used to fuck her in different position in every sex chat. But her favourite was , “taking dick from behind, standing with support of wall and simultaneously rubbing her boobs.” I understood because in every sex chat, she used. But, sadly for our by now exhausted heroine, a group of returning revellers did happen to pass by at this time. The sound of their maudlin delight rent the air."Nice one darling! Lovely f*cking arsehole! Now turn round and let's have a look at the front. Come on sweetheart".She ignored this cacophonous and very unwelcome compliment and hurried towards the door. It seemed that the young men were debating among themselves whether to come and inspect her at close quarters and a consensus seemed to.