"Momentarily confused, Lauren realized she'd seen a slight smile creep across her daughter's face when she mentioned using the cream on her rash. Why ...ould that make her smile? Rash cream? But with no rash? No, not for a rash, she was thinking about that cream on her pussy! Oh my God! My daughter used? No wait, using? That cream ... on her pussy ... to pleasure... , masturbate??? Oh God! My little baby is masturbating! Using the cream just like I have! Oh shit, the cream!" In a moment of panic,. I need you too much." Honey, we've talked about this," Ed protested, and they had talked many times about their life after Brenda's marriage, concluding that it was only right that this would have to end, or so Ed thought."I can't," Brenda said as she reached down and pulled her father's cock off of the bedding and began to stroke it. "I've decided that we have to keep going. We're too good together. Besides, you're a man with needs, and I need this big boy too." Honey..." I can't even feel. , all looking out through giant picture windows at the Lake Ontario shoreline. And I included a secret, something the girls never learned about. I used the most high tech electronics available to wire the area, six cameras and microphones monitoring every move the residents made. I also built in a secret passage, a passage which allowed me to stand just feet from my daughters, able to watch them through specially designed mirrors. Oh, at the time I easily justified it to myself; I was just. I could just feel my cock getting harder as i got closer to her, when i sat down i made sure i was sitting across from her so i could stair at her all day with my sunglasses so nobody would know. then her older sister came down in her swimsuit, as she was walking by she asked her sister if she wanted to come for a swimm. so as her younger sister got up to join her she took of heer shirt and throuhg it in the chair beside and gave me a strange look while she did it but all i could do is stair at.