I could see that she was wearing her panty in reverse. I laughed at her and made fun (she said in hurry she worn like that).Her panty was wet. She put... her hand inside my underwear directly… ohohhhhwww… I was not expecting this move, now I also started moving my hand inside her panty. I could feel small hairs. I was very excited. The same way she was also doing to me. I went to her pussy. Wow it was very wet. She was shivering she could not move her hand she held my rock solid fully erected cock. Her slender, sexy legs spread wide... "She's your daughter!" the voice at the back of his mind called out, ... her perfectly formed teenage breasts, with the nipples erect and pointing at him... "Daughter, remember? Own flesh and blood! Incest!" the voice persisted, ". ...her tight, pink pussy leaking juices all over the mattress... "She's your daughter you sick fuck!" His conscience battled his sexual thoughts for about an hour, until he started to feel sleepy and conceded to the dirty images,. This was a few months later and after my lapse into heterosexuality I had gone back to Gemma. Even so, I couldn’t turn down the occasional hard cock if one came along. Gemma knew that and was fine with it. I suppose you could say we had an open relationship. She saw other girls too and was perfectly open about it. It worked for us and that's what counts. Apart from doing my A levels, I was part of the college hockey team along with Gemma and Aisha, who are my best and oldest friends. It was a. I love you too!” I told her emphatically. I bent and picked her up for a naked hug. She laid her head on my shoulder and hugged me close with her arms. Her legs went around my waist. “Please, don’t let me go.” She said quietly. “Never,” I told her just as quietly. I kissed her ear, since she was almost permanently attached to me and that’s the only part I could see. “Come now, Little One, your bath is ready.” I carried her to the tub and lowered her into the water slowly, knowing it could sting.