“Well yes, but...”“Oh goody!” and the hand that wasn’t holding mine caught hold of my zip.My brain was on pure overload, I really had little... idea of what was going on until I realised that she had my todger out and was issuing instructions.“I said put your hands on my waist and lift me up.”Let’s face it she wasn’t more than 4’ 10” tall and I doubt she weighed 80 pounds so it was no hardship. Her skirt was up around her waist, her legs around me, and she clearly had no knickers on because as I. So touching you got me excited. From what I saw with you and your husband, you guys don't do that. I think you will find it stimulating to touch me like I touched you." You mean touch your thing?" Her voice went up an octave and her eyes automatically darted to my crotch. But she quickly looked up with a pinkish flush painting her cheeks."Yes, my penis." I don't know how. I wouldn't know what to do." I can help you out, but honestly, you just do what feels good."Her eyes returned to my crotch,. "STEFFIE, OH GOD STEFFIE," Daddy moaned as the last liquid spasm of his cock filled me. I was sweating, whimpering, trembling when he finally pulled his still semi-hard spear from me, its wet head wearing our orgasmic juices like a proud cloak. I slid down Daddy's body, unable to resist the urge to taste him, engulfing his fat cockhead hungrily as I milked the last drops of cum from its one eye, savoring its taste as it slithered down my throat. "Jesus baby, gently," Dad ordered, still. Following her instructions, I opened my legs wide and began to masturbate. I glanced at the screen and was surprised to see my pussy with my fingers jammed up it filling the screen. Magda had zoomed in on my crotch and now that was all I could see. I hadn't seen a fanny that big before. It looked very nice.I worked my fingers in and out making sure I gave my clit a good rubbing. Magda was hovering to one side watching as I masturbated, her eyes darting from the screen to the real thing. She.