Okay, so I was sporting an erection, but my little girl was not supposed to know what that was, right? Not until she got married anyway. She bounded a...ross my room and towards hers, stopping at the doorway to ask a very pertinent question. "Dad," she said, rolling the words off her lips like she did whenever it was a rhetorical question, "What are you doing in your underwear?"Oh, right. I had forgotten again. I gestured to the bathroom and mumbled something about private business. She held up a. Her body was quite dark enough as it was, and could probably get no darker. Innocence, however, did enjoy lying in the sun, but the fine sand of Phallus-on-Sea’s beaches didn’t offer her quite the same freedom as it did to most sunbathers. She was still too self-conscious, despite her habitual nudity at home, to reveal her crotch to the innocent public. She would much rather remain anonymous, behind her thick sun-glasses, her long hair tied back in a bow, and a very modest swimming costume. She. I spread both her legs and started to rub her pussy from top to asshole. She held my dick firmly and both of us were very horny.She had a leaf of skin at the clit and I opened it and blower air onto the pussy. She immediately lifted her ass, left my dick and pressed my head hard. I think I had hit her g-spot suddenly. I took oil and poured full onto the pussy and started to finger her gradually with 2 fingers and then increased to 3 fingers.She started to moan loudly. I varied the pace with. Everywhere, there were people. People on every corner, in every building, every car, every bus, pretty much every inch of the city center had a person in or near it.Most, like any metropolis, minded their business, hurried along, but I noticed an unusual number of obnoxious touts.The touts mostly fell into two categories: either halfway decent looking young girls, speaking perfect English, on about trying local tea, or short, pushy, tacky dressed middle-aged guys, like gnomes, poking fake,.