You have to give it to her no matter what she does. You hear?"I just nodded my head. I was not about to argue. I knew better."Ya Paul. I didn't see a ...ing on her finger either. She may be doing this all alone." Brenda agreed with her mother."Ok. I agree. She gets the money but when I leave the her tip, let's try to be cool about it. Got it?"They both nodded their heads and we went back to reading the menus. I knew what I wanted, a steak and cheese omelet with hash browns on the side. Our. Beverly found it incredibly erotic to watch what should have been her own body react with sexual pleasure. It was like watching herself, although she knew it was her daughter. As Amber sank to her knees and began to gently lick Julie’s nether lips, carefully avoiding the clit, she reached over to tweak her daughter’s upper nipples, which drew a slightly frustrated cry from Julie, who automatically bucked her pussy into Amber’s face seeking clitoral stimulation. She gently twisted and squeezed. I began to kiss and lick her sensitive nipples through the thin fabric of her nighty and she moaned and parted her thighs. I pushed my fingers into her nether folds to find her flowing. Gently pressing and rolling her clitoris between my thumb and forefinger elicited little jerks and shudders. When I pushed my middle finger between her now wet and thick labia into the silken passage of her interior to press up against the back of her clit, she arched her back and clamped her legs together and. Kaia's reply came back quickly. "Marissa? Oh, goody. I was wondering who would be the first to come along and find him. Do what you want with him, but he has to stay out in public. Maybe the couches at the end of the hallway?"Marissa's eyes glittered as she roved over my body. The innocent girl façade melted away to leave only a slender, sultry vixen. Then she stepped forwards and seized one of my hands, leaving the other hand just barely enough to preserve what modesty I had left. And then she.