I pour myself a glass of wine and ponder the future.Aftermath We talked about what had happened over next few weeks. I expressed to her my dread and...envy at the thought of what the future might hold. Yet, I also shared about my pleasure at watching another man take her. In truth, the memory of their union and the notion of seeing something similar again we electrifying. I was conflicted. To willingly set a loved one free and see their pleasure and evolution is a foundation of love; but at. I wobbled on the high heels, and they had to hold me up and get me to a chair. "I just got aroused by looking at myself..." I paused "I look just like a... a girl going out on a date..." Damn straight, Sis, you look great." But, I'm not supposed to..."I heard the doorbell ring. "You are supposed to relax and learn about yourself. And don't drop food down your cleavage." Dad gaped at me when he saw how I appeared.I was still in shock when Dr. Simpson, Lisa's dad, escorted me out to his car. He. I could also smell his musky scent and precum, mixed with the sweat from having worked all day. It is hard to explain, but his musky smell was appealing to me and got me even more turned on. I resumed rubbing his cock and was soon stroking him with one hand and rubbing his sweaty balls with the other. The thick shaft felt firm yet flexible like stiff rubber in my hand, and his hairy scrotum felt like soft leather. My hand was also getting wet from the precum flowing from his cock. The feeling,. I know: sometimes I simply have to be grateful to a Generous Higher Power, that allowed me to savor beauty such as this. They turned to me as I entered, Sandra setting down the brush, and they stood, holding hands, and turned to face me. Sigh! I stood still, immobilized by lust."So," began Sandy, "I take it that we look alright, eh?" Nope, you two do not look 'alright'. You are breathtakingly beautiful, and sufficient to bring a corpse to erection. Myself, I find that I am pressure testing my.