In the glass of the picture hanging across the hall from her room, I could see the reflection of my daughter’s firm, smooth and completely naked tee...age body, from her lovely rounded C-cup tits to the patch of fine hair between legs that proved her hair color was from no bottle. As I watched, Becca turned around, stretched as high as she could reach and then bent over to touch her toes, giving me a perfect shot of my daughter’s pussy. The shock of realizing that the patch of hair I saw was. But then she shows up at my favorite of her hideouts. three sheets to the wind in a new dress that hugs her little body like a rubber glove. She smells like she took a bath in rum and maybe she had since the half gallon bottle she was holding was getting empty. Told me how she meet some guys the wanted to party and were will pay so went. And for three days they made sure she got fuck up and paid but they got to fuck her. She ask me to help her change but didn't want to because she some guy's. The hands were back, this time running down my arms. I wiggled around as best as I could, but they found their way to my armpits, pinching me sharply. Moving further down, my nightgown was grabbed and suddenly pulled down. It tore and slid down to my knees. I heard a pair of scissors, then I felt the cold metal on my neck, slowly moving down. Along my collarbone, between my breasts, around my bellybutton and finally reaching my waist. With a few swift cuts I was then relived of my panties and. Both of us started breathing heavily. She then suddenly stopped and sat back. But I was fully charged up by then.I didn’t even bother to think about the reason why she stopped. I just picked her up and threw her in the bed, and jumped over her. I started the lip-lock. We sucked each other’s lips slowly and steadily. We were exchanging saliva and sucking the tongue.The taste of her saliva and the aroma of her body making the environment more erotic. I then untied her gown. She was not wearing.