At first he asked my wife t lie on her belly and loosen the towel a little. He started to massage her back and shoulders as he masssaged he kept pushi...g the towel lower on her back till the start of her ass could be seen. He hen asked her if and she does not mind he needs to massage her bums too and so hase to removee the towel fully, to which my wife agreed. Now my wife whole back was nude for his gaze. He started to rub and masage her bums and her thighs and every time he pushed his hands up. That feeling I never let loose, because I’m afraid of what it is. But with my daddy, I couldn’t just snap my legs closed like I was used to. Out of nowhere my body began to shake, and I felt like I was peeing on myself. I instantly became embarrassed. “Gross dad, I totally just peed on your bed. I’m sorry.” I said with a frown. He just laughed at me again. Then explained to me,“Beth you didn’t pee. I just made you cum.”“Cum?” I asked out of pure curiosity.“It’s when your body feels so good,. After a quick trip outside, they came back in, bathed with Morales turning his back as usual, then readied for bed. After hearing her pull the furs up, he turned the lantern down, but not to the lowest setting this time. After waiting a moment with her saying nothing, he dropped his pants, and clad only in his shorts, slipped in beside her. A few seconds later, Junior wiggled under the skins, but he had learned to stay well away from the humans and found his place near their feet but close. Jon sometimes calls it my little dick. I don’t own any bras, knickers, trousers, leggings or shorts; and 90% of my skirts and dresses can be described as mini or micro. I used to be a very shy girl, but I’ve now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting other people see my body.I hope that’s enough to satisfy the people who asked. If it isn’t, perhaps they would like to e-mail me with specific questions.Jon told me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but.