Jill was sorry she had been stupid enough to want to confess what she had been doing but it was too late now."It all started when I went to my best fr...ends house. She had been doing stuff with her brother. I was curious and wanted to see what they did together. I wound up stroking his p ... p ... penis until he did it in her mouth. You know, shot his stuff." Use adult words Jill. It's a cock or a prick. That 'stuff' is cum." Yes, father. I masturbated his cock until he spurted his cum in his. I manipulated her muscles and she moaned how nice it felt. I leaned into her, my penis nestling upright into the crack of her ass, and whispered, “I give great back rubs. Maybe later.”I stepped back and ran my hands down to the small of her back, to her waist, then onto her fleshy derrière. It was as soft as all her skin was, but again, with iron muscle beneath. Soft, but oh, so nice to fondle. She liked it. A lot! Her hips and butt swayed back and forth rhythmically as I rubbed, and then she. Remember what the fox said — 'You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.'"I nodded, suddenly seeing how he was right. Of course I was responsible for her. And although a week ago that would have terrified me, now it seemed not only right, but also something I wanted."Well, um, I have to pay for that er ... stuff that you slipped her yesterday." Ah hah!" he laughed. "And were it useful, eh? Enjoy yerself did ya?"I declined to rise to the bait and held out my wrist with the fone.. With my left hand I stroke her left arm, reached her armpit and continued over her side. Her shirt had moved up and I felt her naked breast lying against me. Unintentionally my fingers touched it, and I felt from her reaction that he didn't mind. She smiled at me again, and I wanted to kiss her cheek once more. But she turned her head, and our lips touched. It wasn't the first time I kissed my daughter on her lips, but this time it was different. There was something in the air, we both felt it..