In that position, she could press her breasts against his chest, and reach the good side of his face for kisses, while still being able to reach his s...iff prick to do what she had always done. Since learning to masturbate in the shower, Erica no longer felt the overpowering urge to masturbate while she took care of her brother. She could do that any time now.The bizarre part of this otherwise tender scene, was that her body covered his in almost the identical pattern that Josh Turner’s body had. Any second she would stand up and see me, and my obvious arousal, and it would be hell. She would think me sick and perverted, and she would be right.In seemingly slow motion, it happened. She straightened, shook the hair from her face, and turned while still holding the towel in her hand. She pivoted around to face the mirror, but saw someone in the doorway. Without covering herself, she glanced up to see me frozen in both terror and lust.I expected her to scream. Or to begin yelling loudly. "This," she said, rocking her hips and rubbing the gusset of her panties on his hardening cock. That finished the job, and suddenly he was ready for the real thing."Amanda!" he warned her."It's just rubbing, Daddy," she said. "And it feels so good. I just know I could cum this way." I thought you wanted me to rub you with my fingers," he choked."I do, but this is just as good." She rubbed faster. "Maybe even better." I don't know," he groaned. "I don't think this is a good idea." Too late," she. Her legs looked marvelous accented by the three-inch heels she wore. Her feet themselves were tiny and delicate; the line of her ankles did nothing to distract from the whole picture."I'm afraid I have to go shortly," she told me. Her voice said she didn't want to leave. For my part, I would have stood here talking with this lovely lady even were it stormy instead of sunny."Would you be interested in a date?" I asked."Maybe. Where would we go?" A movie. Maybe lunch?" I don't date much, but yes..