There was something in my eyes that even I could not read. I was so lost in myself that I did not notice the tall brunette that had appeared in the mi...ror until I felt her hands on me, cupping my breasts and caressing them with fervour. I suddenly gasped as her hands continued working my breasts, squeezing softly and then firmly. I watched her reflection as she leaned in and buried her face in my neck, her lips pressed softly against it, kissing and then licking. Her tongue ran up and down my. " Helen unbuttoned the top three buttons of her pale-blue silkblouse, exposing a huge expanse of fleshy cleavage and a hint of hershimmering bra. "Would Baby Daphne like to see? It has a delicate fringeof ivory lace round the sides of the cups, and it's made from whitesatin-lycra material, soft yet supportive at the same time. See?" Nannastepped to the head of the table next to Daphne's head and cupped hermeaty breasts in her hands. She leaned forwards and pushed upwards, sothe heavy mounds of. Doubts about us watching dad torment and then please his very kinky lover, because it was voyeuristic, and kinda weird watching your father have very kinky sex with one of your old high school teachers. Interestingly though no doubts about watching Sheila gush and dance, scream and come. Certainly, no doubts about my wanting Pete to do something mildly like that to me. Just questions about how to make it happen without messing up what we have together right now.No, I really want Peter to spank. Here."She looked, pulled my ears back, as I was trying to cover my genitals with my hands and, satisfied somehow, she left. This happened the next night, too."Your ears look okay, Andrew, let's check down below. Stand up, so I can see," and she matter-of-factly pulled up my penis, looked at my testicles, and asked for the soap."Here," she said, as she soaped up my pubic area, "you really need to keep yourself clean down here. You're a growing boy, after all." She gave a few soapy pulls on my.