I got up from bed when i thought she had left, and i headed for the hallway to check the hamper. right there on top of the hamper was her panties, Bla...ck cotton with a gusset full of clear pussy juice, i mean it looked like a cum shot...but clear...i said out loud "thank you honey for the wet panties" I thought she was gone from the house, and the next thing i know i am hearing her say "what did you say"? I almost died...i was totally nude holding her black panties in my hand when she walked out. Why don’t you pick out my outfit she asked . Ok great. I hopped up and we went in her room. I grabbed her tennis shoes, khaki shorts , a white bra and a green t-shirt. You forgot panties she laughed. No panties baby. Ok daddy. Get a shower and do your makeup. The other girls went shopping. I jumped in the shower when she was done. I was waiting in the living room when Jenna walked out. Her long tanned legs looked amazing. The shorts super tight around her thighs. Her pants unbuttoned and. She was ready to play, but that’s it. I didn’t mind until I heard about him getting things that I hadn’t in years. She said that they started kissing on the couch. He was wearing overalls. She had unzipped his overalls and was teasing the head of his penis though the zipper with her hand. Somehow he had convinced her to take it in her mouth. The explosion, according to her, was almost immediate. She ran to the bathroom to spit the contents in the sink. After doing so she proceeded to the. She sleeps, yet a soft smile gently tugs at the corners of her dainty little mouth. I am certain that she can feel my fingers gently toying with her thick red strands, or feel my opposite hand gently caressing her pale warm cheek. Yet does she present that Mona Lisa smile because of my loving actions, or because of something in her mind? Does she dream, and if so, does she dream of me, of us? My eyes focus on her eyelashes. Long and thick and painted in darkest black, they flicker slightly in.