The idea was to tow her through the water, she would just float and I would pull her along, holding her across her chest ... her breast nestled nicely...in my hand. She never said no to the game and she never told me to stop ... we just kept at it until I was tired. We practiced this a couple of times a week for a couple of summers.I have no idea if she was even aware I was feeling her up ... and I was so young I really didn't even realize exactly what I was doing. I just knew her breast felt. " What?" I laughed at him. "Daddy! Okay, would you go out with me? I mean, if we weren't related or anything." I never thought about it, Princess." Well, think about it now," I said. "Would you?" Uh, I guesssmmmaybe ... I wasn't very good at talking to girls," he blushed and I thought it made him seriously cute."What if I talked to you?" I grinned up at him."I'd talk back," he laughed. "I wasn't totally shy." How about now?" I asked him, feeling a little warmer for some reason."What do you. I moved her inside my pajama, and she opened the strings of her salwar and I slipped my other hand in her panties and started fingering. Few minutes the game went and we both cummed together. It was ok for her but my entire track was wet with sperm. It was visibly wet. I immediately took out my towel and started cleaning it.Meanwhile, strange thing happened. The girl did not say anything and changed her place with her sister. I thought that whatever happened between her and me was situational. I wanted to be sexy and seductive like her and I even wanted to please the same man she did. I, suddenly, felt my mother's spirit there in the room with me. It was the spirit of the whore of the earth and I felt it, too. The only thing she loved was men's cocks and their money. She didn't care about anything else. I had been having sex with men for the past year and I never felt this feeling before. I had had sex with a few men for money, but it was the men I loved to please and I didn't care.