It lasted merely seconds but psychologically lasted a long time. When he spotted me standing there he turned red with shame and moved with an awkward ...uddeness to pull up his pajama pants. I appologized repeatedly as I ducked back into the hall and I retreated to my room. I had discovered that I had pissed myself. I cleaned myself up and put on a fresh pair of panties. I lay in bed for a long time with the image of Daddy jerking off with MY panties continued the play repeatedly in my mind until. Now I could see through to the other side, though I could barely make out the charcoal gray color of her shirt. I caught the curve of her breast as she turned to her side. She held a book up to the light so she could more easily read the fading title, barely visible on the spine. Her arm lifted up elegantly; in this light her soft olive skin contrasted greatly with the darkness around her. She faced away from me. I leaned in using the palms of my hands to slowly lower myself closer to the book. He kneaded them getting closer and closer to my crack. I wondered how close he would get. Then his finger ran all the way down between my cheeks brushing my hole as it went! I thought he was done then he pushed his finger discreetly into my bottom! My body shivered and I let out a low moan. It explored inside me as he whispered.“Feels nice doesn’t it?”“Yeah!” I gasped, surprising myself by admitting it.“Want to feel something even better?” he said as he pressed on my prostate.Without thinking. “Well… sometimes I tie my scrotum with the leg of a pair of pantyhose and pull on it while I masturbate.” “Yes…” she said. “Go on…” “And sometimes I give my scrotum a spanking with a plastic spoon or the sole of a high-heel shoe.” “I see… anything else?” “Well yes… I also like to suck my nipples with little suction cups, and use a dildo in my rectum.” “Ok…. So even when you masturbate, you need extra stimulation.” She asked. “Yes, I guess I do.” I replied, glad that the questioning was over..