Suddenly, I felt it. There, again… definitely more than just a quick accidental contact. A pair of hands was stroking my firm buttocks through my ti...ht skirt. That soft contact felt so good… It was not an aggressive groping. Those hands were exploring the contours of my firm butt as though it was a masterpiece of art. Stifling a low moan, I pushed slightly back into the hands and then my reward was a more vigorous stroking. Because of the crowd in the elevator, I could not turn my head to see. Maybe it won't make a baby that time, but he'll do it on other nights." Yes, Mother, I've seen animals." You could hardly help seeing animals. Stallions and bulls made enough noise in their lots, and dogs mated everywhere."Well, ladies lie on their backs. John will know what to do. He'll have practiced on servants, though a lady doesn't admit she knows that. That's one of the two things I have to tell you." Two?" Well, Anne, a lady doesn't comment on the pickaninnies running around looking like. A few short minutes later I hear her holler out while she starts thrashing around on the bed, “Oh fuck, Daddy, I’m cumming! Oh Daddy, I’m cumming!! Fuck me!! Fuck me!!!”I am nearly cumming myself but since I don’t want to make a wet spot on my good dress pants, I quit my rubbing. My cock protests, but I tell it that I’ll go into our bedroom and take care of it in a couple of minutes. She has moved on the bed as a result of her orgasms and I step back because I realize that she might be able to. "I guess we've got a few hours before Sandy comes to take us to the airport," said Sammy. "I'm glad we planned to go there to pick up Mom and Dad. Mom's probably freaked out enough as it is. I'm sure she's anxious to see us." Yeah," he agreed.They lay quietly for a while, watching the shadows and light changing as the sun rose higher in the sky.Eventually Bobby broke the silence. "Sammy, I don't think... I guess I'm trying to say... Oh hell, I don't know what to think," he said in.