I slid my hand under the waistband and moved my fingers through her pubic hair. It felt so soft. As I moved my fingers down to the top of her pussy I ...felt her body move against me. That brought me back to reality. This is my daughter! I have to stop this.After removing my hand from her panties I slowly pulled my arm out from under her and pushed her gently over so she was sleeping on her stomach. I did not want her to easily turn over onto me. With that I moved over as far as I could on my side. Marlene had expected the Italian lesbian to run away or hit her or at least refuse the invitation.Instead Yolanda bit her upper lip, put her hands through her hair and shook her fluffy black mop. She was excited and afraid at the same time. Marlene stood so close to her that their breasts touched. Local women were coming out of rooms and staring at the pair of foreign lesbians, waiting to see what they were going to do.“Ok”, dropped Yolanda, and followed Marlene to the staircase. The “spanking. She smoothed out the sheets and pulled down the top sheet and arranged the pillows.“Go pee, if you have to, I’ll take care my ritual when you’re done.”When I came out she kissed me goodnight acknowledging I fell asleep before she finished the night before. I chuckled and expected the same this night.I was awake when she came back, but I was about to drop off. I might have just fallen asleep when I heard her cry a bit and then sniff up some tears while I debated whether I should interrupt and. The investors had to bid to get the dancer they wanted on their lap - andwe got to keep the cash, which they pushed inside our panties! Again, notsure why, but I was glad to get the money - although of course I latergave it all to Daddy. I can't be sure, but I think only Carla (again!!!)got a higher price than me.I ended up on the lap of a lovely old man called - if you can believe it- Mr Dance! We had a good laugh about that. He told me that he loved mylong legs and that I should keep doing.