From the off Ramp, as we started down I had a good view of my shop. There were a bunch of cars stopped in the street outside it. "Oh hell," I said to ...myself. Then to Julie I said, "Better step on it, Babe, there's something happening down there."She didn't answer, but drove us to as close as we could get. We parked at the curb and got out. We had to walk the half block left to get to my place. There were big vans with TV logos on them, men and one woman with cameras pointed toward the entrance,. My vagina was throbbing with every beat and I could feel the blood flowing there. I then felt something running down my leg. My pussy was gushing juices. I had never been this turned on before. Then, without warning, like they were laser guided, his fingers were fucking my vagina. I started to moan out in pleasure, almost screaming. It was extra sensitive, and I could feel every little movement in me. It sent electricity throughout my body, depolarizing my muscles. I tried to crumple to the. .'' I began, but was unable to find the right word to finish the sentence.''The only way I could sttop listening to it, was to--'' she stopped herself and turned away, ''finger myself. So there it is, I orgasmed listening to you and my Mother fuck each other stupid.'' she confessed.I wanted to take her in my arms, to comfort her somehow. She had found her kink, she was just beginning the journey of sexual self discovery, a journey I had began when I first started sleeping with my Mother.''And. Even though I had told Rod I would only be listening, in just seconds I was already impatient to know what was going on in the room. My panties were already drenched and Linda had just arrived a couple minutes ago. I decided to just crack open the door so I could take a little peek and see what was going on. Linda had arrived in the red dress that Rod have given her last night. He had instructed her to wear nothing underneath. The gaps on the side of the dress made it easy to see that she had.