Ana was delighted and she was ready after fifteen minutes changing clothes and make-up.Our friends place was dark except for the black lights. Ana and...I grabbed some drinks and sat on a couch. She was on my lap talking to some people, when she whispered in my ear she was joining other people dancing.I kept sitting there and watched as she danced with her sensual movements and saw a black guy come up to her, beginning dancing with her. He got behind her swaying his hips as she bent over slightly. After school we would walk home together and spend the rest of the day at one of our houses. I don't think there was a single weekend we didn't spend together; one of us would go over to the other's house and play all day, and then spend the night. So, we're about as close as two people could be."Little children, of course, have no concept of modesty or privacy. So when we were really young, we were always changing clothes in front of each other, sitting naked in the little wading pool, taking. She was still unmoved and I was convinced that she was either sleeping or really wanted her papa to love her, to fondle her, to caress her to suck her, to lick her, to explore her and above all to fill her love Tunnel with juices oozing out of the tip of her papa’s penis due to sheer and passionate relationship, recently developed between a caring father and a loving daughter. I was desperate to act and soon I put my left arm around her waist. I started messaging her belly, stroking her groins,. .. to her.“Were all those things what you would have done with me?” she asked.“If it seemed right, yes,” he said. “I wouldn’t have known until I’d tried some of them.”“Like the kiss,” she said. “The kisses,” she corrected herself.“Did they feel right?” he asked.Her eyes darted to his. “You know they did.”He nodded and grinned.“If we hadn’t talked about ... all this. What would you have tried to do tonight?” she asked.His eyes narrowed. It sounded like the game he thought she’d been playing. But.