She came back from bathroom. She was in a bit strange dress. She was just wearing a loose skirt and a tight low T-shirt. When she came near bed the mi...ky moonlight from the windows was soaking her. She looked like a sex goddess to me. She climbed on bed and slept besides me. At that moment, she appeared more like a sex partner to me than like a sweet little daughter. She threw her arms around me and rested her head on my chest. Now, she looked so innocent. It made me think am I doing right?. In a corner few clothes were piled on the ground and before I could suspect anything, the lady started asking me questions.?Your Name? she asked.?Sophiya? I said.Followed by questions about my address, city, age, date of birth, passport number, occupation, birthplace and duration of stay in America. I answered them with patience and accurately. Satisfied with my answers the lady started typing some letters and without looking at me she asked me to strip my clothes. I was shocked as I looked at. “H’s working on a board,” Dale said.“I noticed,” Betsy said looking around.There were about a dozen lawn chairs scattered around in front of the garage. A couple of tiki torches were set up to cast some light on the area. A trashcan that was half filled with empty beer and soda cans was next to the garage. It looked like the kind of place where a bunch of friends would hang out, talking.“I don’t know what he’s doing, but it’s probably not a good idea to go inside,” Dale said.“It smells like. Nina grabs the zip on Daddies pants, pulling it all the way down, before putting her hand inside and reaching for his big cock and pulling it out, once out she continues to stroke it whilst they keep kissing, completely forgetting about me.I walk over to both of them; I start to play with Daddies big balls as Nina continues to strokes his cock, I kiss Daddy on the neck, whispering in his ear that I’ve missed him too.Daddy pushed me to the floor, looked at Nina and said feed your sissy boyfriend.