I turned to look at Lucinda, and I whispered, "How do you want me to scratch this itch of yours?"

Lucinda pointed at her skirt shyly, her gaze on me unfocused. "Could you scratch that itch down there for me? Make sure my dad doesn't see you."

As she said that, she took the initiative to spread her legs. From the looks of it, she was still unaware of what Jerry was up to as I happened to block her view.

I began to stroke her fair-skinned thighs. Her skin was so smooth that it was just mesmerizing to the touch. She bit her lip nervously, looking like an innocent vixen.

Deep down, I felt rather guilty at first. After all, I had watched her grow up, and she was practically like my own daughter. But once I saw Jerry fondling my daughter, all that guilt within me vanished and was replaced by immense excitement.

I slid my hand under her skirt and had the shock of my life. Not only had she gone braless, but she had gone completely commando, allowing me direct contact with her softest and most intimate place possible.

Unable to hold herself back anymore, she let out a muffled, low moan from the back of her throat.

Truth be told, I had wanted her for years. When I had gone to Jerry's place before, Lucinda would be in just a slip dress, her buds clearly visible against the fabric.

I had the urge to take her then, but I never had the balls to act on it. After all, she was the daughter of a close friend of mine, and she saw me as a close family friend.

But now, her lady bits were right in my palm, completely at my mercy. Her face shifted between flushing and nerves as her entire body broke into a fine tremor.

Based on my observation, she was loving the way I handled her. As an experienced man myself, of course, I knew how to pleasure a woman.

I turned to look at Jerry. He had reached a hand into Maya's shirt, squeezing and groping her with total abandon. Meanwhile, Maya was quivering all over under his playful touches.

I wasn't going to be outdone. I was going to make sure I did the same things to his daughter the way he was doing to mine.

I grabbed one of Lucinda's massive mounds, squeezing it ruthlessly in my hand. Its shape quickly molded and shifted under the pressure of my hand. At the same time, I worked furiously under her skirt with my other hand.

In her exhilaration, Lucinda whispered, "Mr. Glover, y-you're so good at this… You're… You're making me… want more. But make sure my dad doesn't see us. Otherwise, we're dead meat."

I nodded, shifting slightly to shield us from Jerry's view. Deep down, I thought to myself, "Your dad is no saint either. I, too, am capable of doing the same things as him."

The sensations coming through my palms continued stimulating my brain. It felt like a fire was crawling through my veins, rendering me restless. More than that, the burning desire within me was like an erupting volcano about to tear me apart from the inside out, tempting me to take it another step further.

Just as I was about to reach my breaking point, Jerry got to his feet all of a sudden. He had his arm over Maya's shoulders to support her as they headed toward the washroom.

"Nicholas, I'm heading to the washroom for a bit. You and Lucy stay here and enjoy yourselves."

I pulled my hands away hastily and straightened my back, responding casually, "Yeah, okay."

At the same time, Lucinda straightened her clothes so that Jerry wouldn't notice a thing. Once they were out of earshot, Lucinda let out a long sigh of relief.

She remarked, "That was close. We almost got caught."

Now that Jerry was not around, I could no longer suppress the animal within me. I wrapped my hands around Lucinda, ready to properly make out with her.

However, she then said, "It feels so tight and heavy down there, Mr. Glover. I really need to pee."

After saying that, she freed herself from my hands and rose to go to the toilet.

I sat on the couch and sighed. Based on her reaction, it was clear that she wanted it. If she managed to do her business in the toilet, she would probably be over her urges by the time she got back here.

At that thought, a slight disappointment nagged at me.

After some time, Lucinda hurried out of the toilet frantically. She pointed at the washroom door, her expression both nervous and excited.

"Mr. Glover, I think I saw… I saw my dad screwing your daughter in the washroom!"

The moment I heard that, my first instinct was to charge toward the washroom. That damn Jerry, how dare he actually go all the way?

However, Lucinda grabbed my hand and threw herself into my arms. Her soft and intoxicating curves made me freeze in my tracks instantly.

She pressed her sultry red lips against mine while she reached a hand down to seize me. "Mr. Glover, Maya looked really blissful in there. I want to feel the same…"