I put my hands on her chest, fearing whether to touch her nipples or not. And she said. “I am yours tonight” And that was my permission to let all... my fantasies out. She was still wrapped in her towel and I was in my sarong. I slowly get on top her and opened her eyes. We couldn’t see much because of the dark but her eyes was like sparkling stars. I placed my lips on top of her forehead and kissed her there. I kissed her eyes and planed another on top of her nose. Then I slowly placed my lips on. I figure, I will not be around much longer, I might as well give it a try. “If you are going to play with yourself while watching me fuck your daughter, you will get your old ass over here and strip bitch.”That sent a shiver down her spine. She slowly walks over but keeps her hand up her skirt the entire time. When she gets close, I spank her ass. “I said, strip bitch.” She looks at her daughter, nervously. “I didn’t ask, now strip or fuck off.” What gets me is that all her neighbours can hear. I can see his long-lensed zoom-camera and now I hear it clicking, aimed at the hotel. Now I see the look of astonishment as the camera vanishes from his hands. His expression doesn't last long as a branch falls from the tree above him, knocking him out.Opening my eyes, I'm back in the room, holding the camera. It's a hefty bugger of a digital thing, and the lens on the front looks more like a telescope than a camera. I fiddle about with the thing and get it to show the pics that it had just. However, forking over $1,499 for a smartphone was absolutely ridiculous, not to mention the monthly $120 bill I'd have to pay for her unlimited shit-chat minutes. No way brother!Dee takes after her mother, both in looks, she models a bit, and in personality. Physically, she inherited my wife's best features, such as her big, spongy, heart-shaped ass and perky marshmallows tits. As for her attitude, well ... there's no nice way of saying this: Dee was a beautiful spoiled brat. An undesirable.