All over my butt. Please."The "Please" sounded almost desperate. I poured out more lotion, this time directly on her backside. I used two hands to mak... sure both cheeks were completely covered. Just to make sure, I did it again.Les had both hands at her sides. She lifted both up and pulled her cheeks apart. "More." Her voice sounded primal. The hands fell down to rest against her sides.I dribbled lotion down the middle of her butt. She whimpered. I kept dribbling.When I felt there was enough. During that trubbing section, I used to close my eyes and moan, aaaah!! Aaahhhh! Dadddddd! Inka gattiga ruddu. (Rub it hard). Slowly I got addicted to it. My dad who is hardly 28 yrs then, also enjoyed touching the cherry of his own daughter. He used to smile at me and ask, darling do u want rubbing section now? Slowly my little pussy and tender pussy leaves becoming mature. Once during rubbing section, I got bleeding and da told that I am matured (Mensus). My mother got surprise. She was. I guess soon after I leave I will.” She looked at me and went on, “Would you like to do it now…..mmmmm……. well I mean you could pleasure yourself here if you want to.” I surprised at what she had said. “Would you like me to have an orgasm now………and you would watch me?” “I would like that yes and well…..something else if you would be ok with it. I am looking to doing some erotic drawings using male references. Could I photograph you doing it?” I was intrigued. “I have never let anyone. Not the whole thing but the thin strip that disappears into a woman's crack. The person pulled her thong out of her crevice, and then let it go so that it snapped back. It was humiliating to have that happen to her. She continued to have her butt squeezed, rubbed in a circular motion, palmed, and pinched throughout the remainder of the concert. She never knew who was touching her butt, but that the man with the shaved head stayed plastered against her with his erection pumping in and out of her.