But the guy was Dan who I trust more than anybody so I didn’t panic or scream or anything. I simply sat – all curled up – and watched Tara. And ...ara watched Dan.Behind me I heard the clunk of the toilet seat being put up out of the way. Then I heard the sound of a stream of pee hitting the water in the bowl. This was no gentle trickle – it was a thundering torrent. I heard Dan heave a sigh of relief behind me. I curled up even more tightly – if that was possible.The torrent of pee went on and. "I don't think I can stand much more of this. I'm going to orgasm if you keep doing this to me!"Despite my efforts to remain calm, I found myself involuntarily flexing my legs and thrusting my pelvis against her fingers causing her thumb to rub harder against my throbbing clitoris! The good Doctor looked up and stared into my flushed, sweating face. "Yes, I can see you're pretty worked up." she smiled. "Do you want me to stop for a while?" "No please" I blurted out. "Please don't stop, please,. "You see, I first met Selma that day when I... when I did that terrible thing to you... that's why I was home so late!"So that was the reason for his terrible temper, Betty thought, he was feeling guilty!"But you see," he went on tentatively, "I never would have been interested in Selma if things had been going right between us!" I know," Betty agreed, "and a lot of the fault is mine, too. I see that now!" You do?" Doug said disbelievingly."Yes, and it took Harvey to point it out to me...". I think Dad was hoping his granddaughters would like to try him out after I enjoyed them.Our other children were out at various friend’s houses, too young to watch the depravity of tonight.The master bedroom was a little crowded with all of us in it, but that didn’t matter. We had the king sized bed and the girls were eager to lose their virginities. Natti, my daughter with Mom, ripped off her nightie. Her curly, blonde hair spilled down her shoulders and face. Her pink nipples appeared topping.