The guy bent down and started rubbing the lotion on and around her nipple. She let out a low moan and said yes. The guy was stroking his cock as he ru...bed her tit. She then asked if his friend would want to join. He motioned to the other guy to come over. He did as I moved so her could get on her other side. I stood with our video camera as the second guy rubbed her other tit. The first guy then started rubbing her pussy concentrating on her clit. She took the lotion bottle and put some on both. "Can I take them off?" I asked, my finger playing with the leg band elastic. After looking into my eyes, she nodded, lifting her knee from my side, kneeling next to me. I caressed the outside of her slim thighs, seductively curved thighs, moving up under her blue pleated skirt and felt for her panties. Hooking my fingers into the waist at either side, I tugged them down, my erection pulsing and still leaking. I was pulling my daughter’s panties off! White cotton fell to her knees. I reached for. Part 2: The Dream Jessica was in a building, at the very entrance. On the left was a flight of stairs and on the right a hallway. She took the hallway, where there were 6 doors, 3 on the left, and 2 on the right, and one at the very end, covering the wall. She went to each door one by one, all of them being locked. She turned around, and tried to go up the stairs, but was thrown back by an invisible force. She tried once more, the same result. She decided not to do this anymore. Soon everything. Dress code was a pair of nylon or mesh gym shorts and a ripped sleeveless old P.E. shirt, covering a hand’s span across the chest down to the waist. It looked more like an apron. I was going to see a lot of side boob today. The position I thought I was taking was a sales associate. It would hopefully get me thirty hours a week and a free gym membership since the student recreation center was off limits now that I was a college grad. I started to despise that word a little more every day..