“You are mine? Mind and body?” I nod, yes. “Say it.” “Yes, Sir. I have given to you my mind and body to use, to enjoy, and to share as homemade you wish.” “To share? You added ‘to share’.” I nod. “If your body is mine to enjoy, show me.” I am confused and my face shows it in my eyebrows and creased indian forehead. “Move the coffee table to point away from me. Lie on your back with your knees bent and spread wide. I want you to masturbate until you orgasm and don’t worry about being quiet when you do. Don’t orgasm too fast, though. I want to enjoy watching you.” Masturbate! In front of him to watch! I physically shivered. I hesitated for only a count before standing to arrange the coffee table as he instructed. I hot was more aware of my body as he sat back sipping his brandy watching. I felt my breasts hang and swing as I struggled with the heavy piece of furniture. As I moved one end, then the other to align it just so, I was more aware when my ass was pointed at him when I bent down to wiggle the table over, my legs parting as I bent over and sure I was showing my sex to him. But that show would be nothing compared to what I was about to do to comply with his instruction. When I was satisfied, I glanced at him and he smiled. I lay back on the table surface, feeling the air-conditioned coolness of the wood surface. I lifted my knees and spread them. At the same time, I lifted my head to seek reassurance from him that I was complying adequately. But, as my fingers found my sex and stroked over my exposed lips that had parted by the spread of my thighs, I dropped my head to the table. I felt so exposed, so obscenely exposed. fuck Can I give you one too she asked. Then they would find out we were committing incest. Most of them like that I’m an exhibitionist, just like you do. I asked, homemade fearing filling me at what she had revealed. It was getting worse, not that it was unpleasant but she often had to rub her nipples to ease the sensation. “I can live with that,” she said, “as long as we can fuck like this every now and then.” “You can have that pee now Mick, I won’t watch.” Finishing up, I stepped out of the bathroom stall and saw Lexi primping her long blonde hair in the mirror. fuck That just kind of happened. She glanced up at me. "I was married for nearly twenty years, silly," she said with a chuckle as I grimaced with ecstasy, "Your Father always did like me doing this sort of thing for him. Something indian simple and black with a little pop.” He said and waved, his eyes never leaving my face. My hands stayed on her twat, and I continued to play with it. What the girls and I do is a miracle, a sign of love and trust in this new stage of human existence. Sheldon had her on girth, but that was it. She smiled with complete satisfaction “Good, I want hot to watch what we did with them, god, that was hot.”