. my mind couldn't help but count out the ten ... then she said, "Stand up!" Betty stood, still wondering what had just happened. "Take off your cl...othes!" Betty did it. I stared as she pulled her dress over her head, revealing her panties and bra. She was wearing the ones that we picked out at the mall. She quickly unhooked her bra, dropped it on the floor, and then stepped out of her panties. I was seeing her again! I couldn't believe it. I was so excited. Just seeing my own daughter being. She was actually quite shy and modest of her looks as she had a very naive and innocent mind and really hadn't noticed all of the stares and comments her beautiful young face and her perfect young body drew from boys and men alike. She tried to picture in her mind what it might be like to be seen naked by Michael or any boy, or what it might be like to actually have to touch his cock, but it was just too frightening to even think about, so she just put it out of her mind and told herself. Claires hand was now back stroking my stiffening member as she watched what was going on in front of her, my own hand had found its way into her pussy again, it was like watching a porno in 4d as you were getting the smell as well as full interaction.Claire suddenly got up from the sofa and walked over to the bed kneeling at the side of her husband she kissed him and gave him a smile her large tits swaying as she did so, she them walked to the bottom of the bed and placed a hand on my wifes and. Pressing her palm softly against her sensitive clit, feeling it peek free from its hood. A low gasp let itself out of her mouth, followed by a whimper of pure ecstacy. Her eyes were locked on the hand moving over her son's well-developed dick. It pumped slowly but eagerly, tightly squeezing that thick veiny shaft so that the head swelled and dribbled precum in a steady stream. His hand paused to rub a thumb over the tip.without thinking, Sara plunged a finger into her wetness. Her other hand.