I added more oil to the middle of her back and took long strokes rubbing her from her tailbone to her shoulders. I paid special attention to her sides...and made it a point to massage the place where her breasts connected to her rib cage under her arms. Ruth had told me this was an erotic area for her. Kelly’s sounds told me she agreed with Ruth.I studied the dark freckles on Kelly’s back as I rubbed oil into her skin. I imagined connecting them to see what shapes would appear. I remembered the. The gray-black cinders of the alley crunch under the soles of our leather shoes. There’s an unspoken rule about following the garbage truck which we hold to — we come to a stop about twelve feet from the truck and the men. The older one looks at us and grins but doesn’t say anything to us. Deedee and I stand still again and watch. The stink is still surrounding us but it doesn’t seem as bad as it was a few moments ago, in fact there’s a certain pleasant quality to it, as if it’s a sign of even. She said to turn the night lamp on only.She is strongly against alcohol . Hence, i was a bit hesitant to order some drinks. She asked me “what happened” ? I replied “it’s moment of a lifetime… I was thinking if we can celebrate this with some drink…. I wont if you say no”…. She smiled & said…. “i will say no to nothing for these 4 days”I called up in room dining and ordered for a bottle of absout & 2 portions of chicken reshmi kebab. By the time food comes we were hugging each other in the. Dee looked over her shoulder and winked with the cutest smirk. She then reached behind grasping a plump cheek in each hand before slowly spreading them wide apart; the tissue around her pink anus stretched the lines of her sweet pucker, until they were taut, little strings of anal epithelia.My traitorous dick instantly hardened into 7-inches of throbbing cock-meat ready for action. I felt so ashamed reacting to my daughter in this way, but if you could only see what I saw, you'd find it pretty.