I dont know why I did not jump up and stop him but I was mesmerized, both by his audacity, and my daughters complicity.I could feel the dull ache of s...xual response in me, and to my horror I realized his sexual assault on my daughter was turning me on a bit.He was watching me and taking advantage of her, as his fingers worked on her clitoris, he was clearly masturbating her and she was responding, parting her vagina and pushing two finger up, working them around, then moving them rhythmically. .. by this time i was semi hard and as you know in cotton trousers this is quite obvious although i tried my best to hide it, but pushing down with my coat had the adverse effect and made it worse so i thought it best i get back to my mobile and stop being a perv.after about 5 mins i looked up once again and she was staring straight at me and quickly turned away as i stared right back at her, i didnt think anything of it and went back to my phone.after 10 mins i was bored of the clips i had. We become intimate strangers through our shared vulnerabilityWhat I see takes my breath away. In the full light, she is more beautiful than I ever imagined. Her figure is thin as a string, yet perfectly proportioned. Narrow hips with an even narrower waist. Small breasts with puffy aerolas that stand out an inch or more. Despite the cool night, her skin is beaded with perspiration, except along her open inner thighs, a glossy smear of vaginal secretions creates a bright shimmer. Honey-blonde. Room mein jate hi, samir mujhe kiss karne laga or us ki kisses passionate hoti ja rahi thi. Mein jese sab kuch bhool gai or us ki bahon mein samati chali gayi. Pata hi nahi chala kab hum bed par the or us ne apni shirt utar di. Us ne meri t-shirt utar di or bra kholne laga. Uski body smell jese mujhe dusri duniya mein le gayi.Meine bohat mahino se sex nahi kiya tha, mujhe uska touch, passionate kisses achi lag rahi thi. Bra kholte hi vo mere boobs ko dabane laga or muh mein dal kar choosne.