Obviously, I was a kid, so no one suspected anything. I was free to stare at those breasts. The view was amazing. There was a teel (black spot) on her...cleavage. Not exactly in the middle of the valley, but a little on the right side. That teel made me go crazy. That teel and that moment were the reason for my masturbation for the next few weeks.That incident changed my intention towards her completely. I started starting at her breasts and checking out her ass.After class 9, I was introduced to. .." a weepy little girl voice cried plaintively and the pressure against my arm continued.I rolled my head to the left and Belle's tear streaked face came sharply into focus."What's the matter sweetie? Why are you crying?" I asked, my voice sounded harsh and raspy, even to me. I coughed into my hand once to clear my throat, rolled over, sat up, wrapped one arm around my daughter and lifted her up, holding her cradled against my chest."Mommy's real sick. I was gonna go to the bathroom and I was. While my tongue was massaging her pussy she started to moan ahhhh…… Ahhhhhhhh…… Omg….. Aaahhh…..Now it was her turn she took my cock in her hand and shook up strongly. Now its her blow job being started she tasted my head of my cock with her tongue and lubricated wit her saliva and was getting it deep throat. Now I started feeling moan…. And I started to mouth fucking her.And after 10 mins of sucking she stopped and I moved to my favorite position 69…. I laid on the couch and directed her pussy. So I was making my plans accordingly both of us had lunch and she was excited like a young child waiting to go outside. By 2’0 clock she got ready and she was looking good in her black jeans and sky blue kurtha. I told her that we can go by taxi, but she replied that no need to waste money; we can go by train and can spend that money in shopping. I agreed with her and once we reached the mall she was looking here and there in confusion, without knowing which section to go first. I told her that.