Bobby looked up at her. ‘Does it feel good?’ Bobby asked. Ariana nodded. ‘Then let go and enjoy,’ he told her. ‘Stop!’ Ariana gasped a fe... minutes later, pushing him away with her hand. ‘What’s wrong?’ Bobby asked, his brown eyes. ‘I feel like I’ve …’ Ariana stopped, her face flushed with embarrassment. ‘What’s wrong?’ Bobby asked again. ‘I feel like I’ve peed my pants,’ Ariana whispered. Bobby slid his hand between her legs and pushed a finger up the hem of her panties and grinned when his. “All my secrets are ‘secret, secrets’,” I argued. “What’s the difference?”“The difference is that I want you to tell me a secret you didn’t even consider telling me until now and would only ever tell me because you’re either too drunk to talk yourself out of saying it, you know I'm too drunk to remember in the morning, or you’ve been drinking enough to blame it on the alcohol tomorrow and every day after.”His eyes never left mine throughout his entire explanation and they seemed to bore into me. She said that the guy has pressed her boobs also and she has hold his dick in her hands. I was so angry to hear all this but at the same time I was enjoying these words from her mouth. Now I decided to hit the point. I told her that you are so beautiful and I want to kiss you. She said its late Ronny we should sleep now and she went offline.I was annoyed because of this but I was also sleepy so I fell asleep. Next day the things were not so normal. We tried a lot to act normal however there was. "Daddy," she said. I waited a few seconds. Then, "Oooh, daddy." Is she moaning? I hurried upstairs, not sure what I was about to see, and certainly not prepared for what was about to happen. The door to my daughter's room was open and she was lying on her bed, head thrown back in ecstasy, moaning for me. "Oh yes, daddy." Her hand was between her legs, moving a small white vibrator around her pussy. Oh shit, my daughter's pussy. I stood in shock in her doorway as she got off. My eyes soaked in.