" I let out involuntarily, "You're so soft, and tight." With that said, I looked around once again before I reached down and gently rubbed the outside...of her cotton panties with my fingers, while still jerking my cock with my spare hand. I now stared right into her blue-grey eyes for any reaction as I proceeded to m***** the young harlot, and yet nothing. It was as though she was in another world. Emboldened, I then reached up to crudely grope her ripe young breasts through the almost sheer. She said it was something off Food Network and wanted to give it a try. I also found out Ron, her stepdad, never let anyone in the house cook. He said that was why he employed a full time chef. I often thought it would be awesome to have one, which is if I could even afford it. But I enjoyed getting in the kitchen myself and dabbling in the food arts. Now Im not a chef, but I can throw down some pretty mean foods. And apparently so too can my daughter. We ate and conversed about Amber more than. From then i started starring at her breast. After the explaining the matter she just laid down the bed,she was wearing a panjabi dress so her hip is exposed out of the dress and her breast is pooping out as she is stretching her body. By seeing all these things my dick is getting harder and harder. I told that i will come back in a while and when to toilet and masturbated and came back. From that movement i got a feeling of fucking her.The next day my parents went out leaving me and my sis in. Then Constancia said to her, "So your papa thinks your a dog huh puta?" She laughed cruelly.Nena cried out, "Constancia, why oh god why do you continue to torment me, why? Haven't you had enough? Haven't you shamed me enough? You've destroyed my life!" She could barely finish the words as a fresh batch of tears rolled down her cheeks.Constancia just looked at her coldly. She looked over at John. "Hand me my bag." John reached down and handed Constancia a brown paper bag that Nena hadn't noticed.