I rubbed them around, working her breasts as much as I could, going over and over her perky little nipples as much as I could. I eventually started mo...ing one hand south, as I brought my body in close to hers, pressing up against her backside. My right hand finally snaked its way down to her pussy, still wet as can be. I rubbed my hand over her lips, gripping her crotch with my whole hand."AH, oh, ah" she moans, pushing her mound into my hand, her left hand, now overtop of my left hand, rubbing. "Rachael smiled. "I think you are getting it. Now I have to go around andsee what movie people want next Thursday. Are Neal and you coming?" I wouldn't miss it for the world. What are the choices?" Sound of Music, or West Side Story. Music is a lighter, fun piece, andStory is darker, about gangs in New York." Oh, I vote for Sound of Music."So did the majority of the other students that Rachael polled. She wouldreserve that DVD at the library on the way home.After lunch was the three-hour. We found a table next to the dance floor and ordered martinis from our cowgirl waitress . The waitress was wearing tight short-shorts, seamed stockings and a gaping t-shirt. The dance floor was packed with lots of cowboy and cowgirl wannabees. I asked Carol to dance a Texas two-step with me. I had my arm behind her shoulder. She had her arm resting on my arm. We did a classic quick-quick, slow-slow. As we danced Carol was scanning the crowd for any potential sex games players. She finally. Dont stop daddy/ oh god, please dont stop as she said that, it was like the lustfilled fog covering my senses cleared, and i realized what i was doing and i stopped and stood up as fast as i could oh god, i am so so so so sorry Anna and i high tailed it out of that sucker as fast as i dont know what. i could believe what i had done, i almost fucked my daughter, the same girl i have been fighting to keep all of the male population away from. God, what is wrong with me i am so fucked up. i went.