Dressed at 4:25. Looking around to see if there was any incriminating evidence, I saw only the camera on my desk - better pop that in the drawer too.I...felt my pussy drip cream into my knickers. Well that's okay, it'll give Daddy something to sniff. I wonder what he did with my knickers last night. I sprinted into his room to see if I could see them. What would I do with them if I were he? I lifted the pillow, and there they were. So he will now sniff my pussy when he thinks of me! Item seven. When we first arrived, we decided to walked around down by the water area and enjoy the sun. Since there weren’t many people around, my husband suggested I remove the top and just walk around in my bikini top and skirt. After spending some time down by the water my husband suggested we should go on one of the walking trails. We walked back to the car grabbed a couple of bottles of water and he grabbed a draw string bag. I asked why he was bringing the bag and he smiled and said ‘You find out. I knew this was wrong but I couldn’t help myself and I responded to his touch. He was inside the thong and his rough hand was caressing me and I’d never been caressed there by a rough hand. It was electric and I pushed my pussy closer. Now we were locked in the most passionate kiss I could remember. Even my first serious kiss and my honeymoon were not this good. I was hot and wanton, and I was wanton for him. Suddenly he pulled his hand away and broke the kiss and I was disappointed, until I. But he filed those images away in his memory bank, knowing that he would be fully prepared to given them their due appreciation in good time.Before long, Marcy was wrapping the towel around her sopping hair and grabbing one of the plush white bathrobes hanging from a hook near the door. Without another word, or even so much as a sideways glance, she paced out of the bathroom. Paul snorted in contempt as soon as the door had closed. He truly hated this part of their... whatever the hell this.