" Topless," one guy said. I took a breath—this was going to be harder than I thought. "And she has to touch herself," the other guy said. "Yeah, she... has to touch her pussy through her panties—really rub it, get herself excited." Oh, she'll be excited," I said to myself, looking again at these cute young black guys and remembering how excited she'd been when she caught them peaking. "But touching herself? She'll never agree to that," I thought. I went back to her as she was getting dressed—and. She felt so tired, so very, very tired.At last, days later, her fever finally broke, she felt as if every bone in her body ached, Bitsy pushed her mother away, as she tried to help Bitsy sit up to eat. "I will be fine now, Mother, I think I can safely feed myself without spilling." Bitsy held the cup of broth in shaking hands and drank a small amount at first, then gradually finished the whole cup. She handed it back to her mother. Bitsy smiled at her, a smile that didn't reach her cold black. We have all afternoon."So, Amy mounted his cock facing away and I mounted his face, facing away. We both rock back and forth in a slippery tempo of pleasure. I looked back and could see Amy was using all the muscles in her pelvis to tighten around Adam each time she pulled up. Good girl.And, as you might imagine, Adam had a fantastic orgasm and filled my daughter's pussy with his happy cum. I could see some of the cummy juices squeezing out as she continued to move up and down.In the meantime,. ”“I understand. I think you enjoyed it just as much as I did.”I smiled, “I did. And now, you need to figure out what you want.”“Will you let me visit as much as I want?”“So long as you keep your grades up, yes.”“Gee, thanks, Dad!” she giggled.“I’m serious. If you hang out here a lot, I need to see your grade reports.”“Do I get rewarded for good grades?” she asked with an impish smile.I’d told Elyse just to ask me for what she wanted, and she had. Bethany had told me what she wanted. In both.