Although she never wants me to, I did share with him one of her arousal secrets: if there was to be intercourse then the trick to keeping her well lub...icated was to ocassionally rub her nipples. That always made her gush and kept her well relaxed, aroused, and very wet.When I came back I hid and watched from just a few feet away standing around the corner of a shed. She looked like an angel on the blanket. Her towel was gone, and he already had her panties off and was french kissing her while. I was aware of everything happening around me, but I felt more like a witness to events rather than an active participant. As I walked through Triss's gate though, something triggered in my mind. I became lucid and calm and was able to appreciate the gravitas of my circumstances.I realized that if I went through with this, then Triss was right: I'd be a prostitute, a sex-worker. Was I OK with that? I wasn't sure how I felt, but I was positive that my father would feel angry and upset that I'd. It wasnt a whimper, but a moan. It was quiet and controlled but it was definitely a moan. Oooh god daddy, oh my god I am so full. It was Tracy talking in a very sultry and slutty sounding moan. I kept walking towards the door the noise was coming from. Blue light lit the entire crack of space around the door. Another few steps and I could see partially through the crack and realized the tv was on. I thought maybe I goofed and her dad Bill was watching something dirty until I heard another. " I replied while slowly stroking her hair"Don't bother I have check everywhere and there isn't even a tube that would suffice for an enema." she replied"well I really don't know what you want me to do here then." I said kinda looking around the room like an enema kit or some stool softeners would suddenly pop out of the wall or somethingShe began shifting around uncomfortably again and I could tell she had something she needed to say"ok Cass tell me whats up I know you have something to say,.