I needed to talk to her, to call this foolishness off but there's no way I could do it being completely naked as I was. My whole lower body was now completely out there; the slight run in my pantyhose, the full control top, the side of my buttocks all in a silky white sheen. Of course I wanted the coolest looking pair I could find. I knew I was about to shoot, so I tried to pull away. I had a sudden sensation of wetness on my fingers. My god I'd never felt such pleasure before. As I let it go she fumbled it and the brush dropped straight to the floor between us.
The image of my daughter pleasuring herself with my hosiery in that way will forever be burned into my mind.
I opened my door and tiptoed across the dark hallway. Finally getting off of my feet felt like bliss, and I crawled to my pillow and snuggled the sheets up to my face. I felt her weight against, me, her hot bare skin against mine, her nipples brushing my hairless chest, and her pubic hairs grazing against my now twitching erection, as her lips locked on mine, her tongue hungrily exploring my mouth. The family hamper was in the upstairs hallway and though I normally undressed in my room I figured since it was just us ladies here I began to peel off my moist pantyhose right there in the hallway. Still, I felt assaulted, betrayed.