"Oh God. Oh God. Please. Just touch me. Just like that. Oh God. Oh God," Ashley said.Then I realized she wasn't doing it by herself.And for whatever r...ason, I still didn't just walk into the room. I stood there outside.And then a thought hit me. As fucking sick as it was, I wanted to see what was going on. I walked back down the hallway and I headed through my daughter's room. I knew that my daughter Madison and her sister Ashley shared a bathroom. Yes. I know what you're thinking. That's sick. . making out. She was ... seemed to be enjoying it. I suggested that we go somewhere else, to ... you know ... uh, take the next step. And suddenly she turned into Attila the Hun. I don't know what happened, I guess."The other two were trying to get Alex composed. This was accomplished by them standing with their arms spread open and letting her beat on their chests. Finally, she had had enough and she just stopped.Then the crying started. The bouncers closed on her and folded her up into a. She buttons one more button on her shirt and then undoes it again, unsure if it is too much or not enough. She feels one of her more attractive qualities is her breasts and she wants to show them off as best as she can. She leaves the button undone and stepping up to the door taking a deep breath she knocks. Sam is lying on the couch watching TV in her sweats, but her mind is really thinking about Cindy wishing she really would just show up at her door and just grab her in her arms and have. As i got the check she asked to go to the ladys room. When she headed away from the table I could not help to notice the wet spot forming on the back of her skirt. She returned a few minnuts later and we headed out.On the way out the door I told her we had 2 options. 1- We leave together in my car and pick hers up later. 2- She could follow me in her car. She chose the first option. I opened her door. When she got in she rode her skirt up so it just barely coverd her neather region, then.