“I’ve learned how much I really enjoy sex and that I’m eager to experience more,” she said. “And... and I’ve learned that there’s part o... me that enjoyed watching you have sex with someone else.”I kissed her again. “It’s called being a Cuckqueen, I think,” I told her. “I’ve also learned that I have a cuckold streak in me too.”Liz laughed. “What a pair we are?”I laughed just as Amy came into the room. “No sex in front of the children please,” she told us.She looked stunning in a red woollen top. “Maybe, I just don’t know. Your mom and I...”“Sure I guess,” she said. “At least you didn’t say no.”“What she hadn’t said, not even once, was that ‘she’ would especially like me to come visit. My ex-wife, yes, but not her specifically, and she was my daughter. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she didn’t consider me as her father, or more accurately, anything more than an accidental sperm donor.I wondered how much she knew about how the two of them had done me during the time I’d been. “Have you ever had a naked patron lick your pussy?”“No. Sir”“Good, I‘ll be the first.”I knelt before her and I asked her to spread her legs a little more for me. She did so and, to see all of her wet pussy swollen lips. I moved up between her legs, pushing them open even more. First I took a long sniff of her womanhood. She smelled clean and musky like an aroused woman should. Her outer lips were puffy and a little swollen, but her inner pink lips were soaked. I pushed them open like a budding. Levy asked me what I meant by 'see'.So I told him what I meant, outlining my abilities, just not saying I could do it. That started the two on the possibilities of such an ability. They quickly covered what I already knew, and started in on things I had never even considered! I loved it!John was all for using such an ability in crime fighting, discovering secrets of the past, and looking for missing persons (particularly children). Levy was more interested in the mechanism of 'how'."How could.