She was silent looking down and did not stop my advancement. I again kissed her this time putting my inside her track pants and panty, feeling her wel...-shaped naked ass.She withdrew her face and tried to get away but I pulled her back, my hand now came out and I started to remove the track pants, when it was about half way down, she backed off pulled it back and started crying. This reaction literally blew me off, I was seriously scared, and I sat next to her &consoled her. Asked her to stop. Her head came back to my chest and she snuggled in once more. She talked, telling me more about our affairs and how she would want me to stay permanently in Kaduna for her.Eventually her talking tapered off and we both drifted off.When I opened my eyes, the clock said 4:45 pm. I could just make out Fatima's naked ass. I reached to stroke it."I didn't think you would ever wake up!" I heard her say. "I'm as horny as all get out and it is all your fault. I want you to do something about it."I. "I'm just so happy Ican finally share this with you."The waiter came over and took our order. I ordered a salad with grilledchicken on it. Daddy ordered a pasta dish.Unconsciously, I shifted my weight and recrossed my legs. Daddy noticedand winked his approval at my deportment. "You're a natural. So, whatshould your name be?" Daddy asked after the waiter left."I don't know," I said. "Should you be involved?" Hey, I helped name you in the first place," Daddy reasoned. "Picksomething you like. . “God, I'm ready, Mom,” she said.I frowned, staring at her capris. I didn't see a thong peeking out. “Turn around.”“Geez,” she muttered. She turned, letting me stare at her ass.I frowned at what I saw. I stroked up the edge of the outline, feeling a tingle as I caressed the line that her panties pressed into her tight capris. “What's this?”“The panties I showed you last week,” she muttered. “The cute ones. The ones with dazzling printed on it.”I rolled my eyes, this hot tingle shooting from my.