They did all of these things that made me really hot and wet. Will you do those things to me daddy? I really want to know what they feel like.” She ...asked softly. I smiled and licked my lips.“I would be happy to, honey.” I said.While squeezing her breasts with one hand, I moved my other hand down into the hot bathwater. I rubbed her slim belly with my palm as my probing fingertips reached her inner thighs. I didn’t just move to my daughter’s luscious pussy, I wanted to savor this.I traced her. She guided to her clits.I put it between my lips and started to suck it. Now she was breathing very heavily. I continued to sick and lick until she grabbed my face and buried deep inside her hole. For the first time I tasted a girl’s love juice. It was little different in taste. But I gulp it completely.She stood up and opened my pant and took out my cock and kept my pant away. She slowly licked the cock head and continues to encircle her tongue on my cock head. Then slowly she opened her mouth. "Yes" I replied."Right this way gentlemen" she directed as she led the way.We followed her into the other room and saw our group sitting at a long rectangular table for eight. We thanked the hostess and approached the table. Vicky and Becky were sitting on either side of Amanda. John and I were going to sit across from them but Amanda rose and said "Here Michael, you sit between the girls, I'll sit beside John."We all sat down and grabbed the menus. I was starving and remembered I threw up my. We hugged each other, and then we stood around the fireplace, holding hands, the firelight dancing on our bodies. We promised never to tell anyone else about this night, and to always remember it and each other. It was like a camp ritual, I guess, but with a LOT of lust in it. We couldn’t help looking at each other. The guys had trouble walking back to the tents, something about how tight their jeans were now, and I suppose that Bridget felt the cold air in her same wet place as I did. ‘It was.