I love teasing myself, but I want… no, need to be touched. Leaving them on the floor I make my way back to my bedroom, then pause at the window. No,...I'll leave the curtains open for this.Laying on my bed, I spread my legs and touch the lips of my pussy. I'm already soaking wet, and I can't resist sliding two fingers inside myself. Oh god, it feels so good. I feel the juices that had coated the inside of my panties against my knuckles and it turns me on even more.Removing my fingers, I suck them. My sweet juices already glistening leaking down my little crack and cover my little anus.No longer shy about my body like that first night. I reach down for daddy not touching kitty but spreading her for him . Daddy smiles as he starts at my little rosebud teasing it with his tongue, I squirm wishing daddy would leave that alone and go to kitty. Daddy please no I say to daddy. I try to wiggle away but daddy puts a hand on my tummy to steady me and to keep me in place. Babygirl if thats whats. Friday found her grocery shopping alone. It was Lisa’s weekend with her dad, which left Cassie facing two days by herself with no plans of what to do. She was debating what to do with a package of boneless chicken when a voice from behind caught her by surprise.“Cassie?”She turned and there he was, pushing his own half-empty shopping cart.“Monsieur Bonfils!”“Please. If it’s Cassie for me, you should call me Michel.”“Ok...Michel. So nice to see you.” She bit her bottom lip and reminded herself. I knew it. She knew it. There was nothing else in that video to implicate Flea, Denny or Tahlia. Just me. Not to mention my DNA all over the Girl’s face and most likely in her hair as well as what was left at the scene. But Tay would send me another text immediately after:“Don’t worry too much Robbie. The Girl won’t snitch. Flea has it under control. It’s not her you have to worry about, it’s me lol. I’m the one with the evidence.”And in my office that first afternoon I knew it all too well. It.