Eventually they made me leave, made me go home, told my family to watch me. I wasn’t going to do anything. I had no energy to do anything, never min...d what they obviously thought I was going to do. I laid in bed all day, didn’t sleep much, didn’t eat much, didn’t talk at all, I couldn’t. Or at least I couldn’t for a little while. After some time I started to be with others again, be with family. I still didn’t say much, but I was coming back around. A couple months after she died, I was. Your nephew and I would both like to see that. Hell, it might give him the guts to stick his fingers in your pussy. That should make you feel a little slutty.”I watched my daughter go up the slid twice with that kids fingers in her pussy before that lady started to go closer. I watched as she stood by the ladder once more before cutting into line behind Suzie.As my daughter climbed up to the point where her pussy was in the lady’s face, she slipped her fingers into Suzie’s pussy, and then she. "What was that?" I grinned tightly back at her. "That was me, fucking you," I teased, groping at one heaving breast. She arched one delicate eyebrow, eyes sparkling with amusement, rising to the challenge with aplomb. "You kiss your mother with that mouth?" she asked lightly."Oh, you know it," I replied, my mouth engulfing hers. We maintained the kiss whilst I slid one hand back to her opening, dripping wet with a mixture of our juices. This time, I merely rubbed at her gently, eliciting an. I grab his hand and lead it to my breasts. "Massage them," I instruct him. He squeezes hard and I moan out. He takes my moan as a good thing and continues squeezing it, his fingers almost digging into my skin. He squeezes my breasts for a while, doing nothing else. "Jasper, tweak my nipples," I tell him. He captures my nipple between his finger and thumb and pulls on it, twisting. I moan out in pleasure and arch my back, loving the pain his inexperienced fingers are causing me. "Ca-Can I suck.