“Sometimes just memories. Mental images.” “From you and mom?” “Yeah.” “Other ones too?” “Yeah, sometimes just my imagination, with g...rls I’ve seen on TV or movies, imagining what they would look like.” “I do that too, with musicians I like. I think about them, loving me, you know.” “Yeah, that’s what I do.” “What do you do when that happens.” “Sometimes the same thing that you do.” My daughter was sitting in my lap, both of us naked, talking about masturbation. Weird. Ever since I walked in on. He railed at first, thought some, and knew she was correct. Dan asked her out for a happy hour drink in apology. They had three drinks and she accepted Dan’s offer to drive her home. He accepted her offer to come in for one more drink. He later told her he couldn’t spend the night, but he kissed her good bye twice at the door step. She looks good standing there nude and waving goodbye. I better be careful, Dan thought. After spending the evening with his secretary, Dan’s head began to clear. He. He could hear them arriving in the front room chatting laughing but not what exactly.I said Scott your time has come to pay for all your bullying. His long fat hard cock began to shrink .I stuffed his underpants in his mouth. Initially he wouldn't open his mouth so I just pinched his nose until he did.The women were watching all this on the big 55" tv screen I had set up .Time for a coffee break, I think Scott. I walked out leaving him restrained , horny, confused, possibly scared.My neighbours. I stand up and walk over to him, standing at the head of the bed just out of his line of sight. I move my fingers to his mouth and spread my juices across his lipsI hear the sound of heels clicking on the stone floor, my ears prick and my body tenses. I can't see anything so I shut my eyes to try and work out where the sound is coming from. Suddenly something touches my lips, a finger it’s wet and trails something over my bottom lip, automatically my tongue flicks out and licks along my lips,.