The two of us went to the pool. We swam and played around for a bit longer than we normally would of when Chris was there. Slapping eachother under th... water, trying to pull eachothers shorts down – the kind of thing all teenagers do. After a while we did get out and made our way back to the locker rooms. Staying in the pool that extra 30 minutes must of given time to the other people that are normally there with us, because when we went into the locker room it was empty. We both took our. My cum and piss covered body.You make me stand up and you put all my clothes and your toys back into your bag. The pavilion is unlocked. You take your camera and put it back into its case. You then grab the leash and lead me out to your car…you open the trunk and motion me inside. Telling me to get in the trunk. I climb in puzzled. You close the trunk…and get in the car. You drive what seems like hours to me. When the car stops you open the trunk and pull me out. You hose and dry me off before. Like 3 or 4 minutes I think, it seemed like forever! And I know he was looking at my pussy!. I leaned back and she continued by holding up another finger. I skipped the next night because I didnt want to take too many chances. I noticed daddy looking at me more during the day time too. But on the next night I was up again, the chair was out of the office again facing the light. I sat like I did before and this time I know for sure that daddy was staring really close at my pussy. I could feel. Her feet where flat on the cement on either side of the chair. She began running her finger up and down between her hairless vagina lips. I sat quietly and watched her. In a few minutes she brought both feet up onto the chair and allowed her legs to fall apart opening her now wet pussy for me to see. She asked me if I could see how wet she was? I managed to say yes in a shakey voice. She was slowly rubbing her clit as she was describing how John Jackson had fucked her so hard that her pussy.