. That feels good. Not too soft. Not too rough. That’s not exactly what I meant, though. Do you know why I’m horny?”I shook my head.“It’s ex...citing to sneak around with a married man, but he’s on the small side and doesn’t get very hard. I usually take care of myself at home with a vibrator. I’ve got a better idea for tonight.”My eyes widened and I finally looked away from her tits. Please let that mean what I think it means, I thought.Ms. Goldwyn slipped a hand behind my head and pulled me. " Rebecca turned about ten shades of red and Jennifer snorted. She'd been real good about not doing that as Courtney and I kept encouraging her to go ahead and laugh and not try to hold it back. I guess she was trying to be polite."Jennifer and Courtney, my favorite little dykes," a voice said from behind us."Oh, shit," Jennifer said under her breath. "Who invited him?" Not me," Courtney sighed."I keep telling you, baby, I can give you a much better time than your girlfriend can with a dildo.. Just as I was about to leave with nowhere to go, a good Samaritan offered to share his room with me. I accepted and the receptionist had my suitcase taken up to the room as, Phil offered to buy me a drink.I accepted an we had a couple of beers, then Phil had to go he had an appointment. I decided to take a walk in the big city. I had been in London less than two hours when I was mugged by two young teenage girls with a huge knife, they forced me down an alleyway and robbed me of my wallet. That's when I knew.Mom had WIll, I wanted my father.I lay there stunned but I didn't stop fingering myself. In fact, I loosened my jeans, put another finger inside, and leaned back pulling my feet up and masturbated myself to a wonderful, hot orgasm; dreaming it was my dad fingering me.I pulled my pants back together and went downstairs and asked Mom if I could talk to her. She looked a bit funny but said sure and we sat at the kitchen table, the one that held her just hours before as my.