If he had not been given the opportunity to share hisviewpoint, and what he wanted for and from me on a subject previously,then I was required to ask ...is permission formally when I asked forsomething new. "Once I tell him how hot you are and open thepossibility of us having you come to our house for a visit someevening, I am nearly positive he will give me permission to visit youtomorrow," I told her and she laughed at my final comment."Are you bi-sexual Rebecca?" she asked me quietly."Yes, I. Peering covertly over it however treating Wataru to a show of her beautiful emerald eyes before a protracted sigh from head of the table signaled she had better 'pick up the slack'. "But please, good sir," She added in calculated breathless tones. "Don't think I'm so naïve to let your continental charms distract me from my question?" Not at all." Wataru answered entranced, never breaking eye contact. "I, I'm just a great admirer of such innocent, unspoiled beauty." This time the noise. Becky was awestruck and watched captivated, unable to look away. Becky subconsciously rubbed hard at her young clit with one hand as she continued to watch her mother push in the cock deeper into her hungry pussy inch by inch as she moaned away in ecstasy.With the big, thick cock in as far as it would go now, Becky's mother began fucking herself with the cock hard and fast. Plunging it deep into her cunt repeatedly while rubbing her soaking clit, Becky watched as her mother began to lose her. She wondered if Kevin was having any success. She also wondered why she was so curious about the women who plied their trade behind the barrier. What kind of women were they? And then, the question that had been haunting her for the last half-hour--and that she refused to face-- was what would it be like to be one of those women? Kevin would absolutely kill her if he knew what she was thinking. She stripped off her clothes, added new lipstick and brushed her hair. A few sprays of perfume in the.