It was torture."I told you," Megan said as we sat down with our sandwiches, but she said it sympathetically.I just groaned and put my head on the tabl...e. I couldn't even really eat. I was so horny that I wasn't even hungry.Why dont you just go in the bathroom and rub yourself? She whispered.I cant, I whined, I've never done it that way and I don't really feel comfortable touching it with my fingers.Well, it looks like you'll have to wait til you get home then.By the time I got home that. Upon entering the parking lot, I drove right past our room and proceeded to a parking spot at the far end of the building our room was in. This drew a puzzled expression from Sally, but she was quickly appeased as I explained that as it was such a beautiful night, I thought it would be nice to end it off with a short walk.Once the door to our room was closed, I dropped the hammer on Sally. "Take off your clothes, Slut" I ordered in my dominant tone of voice. The absolute look of shock on. “Hmmmmm, that tastes good”. She looked up at me, an evil grin on her face, “I know!” she paused, “Can I take these off daddy?” I could feel her fingers pulling at my lace stocking tops. I nodded and she began sliding the lace and nylon stockings down my leg. First one then the second.She moved up the bed, brushing my skin with the soft nylon stockings, teasing me with them, even making me taste them. She then took one of my arms, tied one of the stockings around my wrist, and then tied it to. Was this what my father could not bring himself to say on the phone? That he was unable to keep up with mom sexually since her stroke?“Now I have tasted what I only fantasized about. And I want more!”She dropped to her knees, pulling my shorts down as she went. She tittered as my cock popped out and hit her under the chin. She put her hands behind her back and tried to capture my cock using only her mouth.Her eyes smoldered as she looked up at me. “I’m practicing sucking your cock with my hands.