Stripping Down To Touch Myself

What are you doing?” I asked quietly not quite understanding what was going on. 
“shhhh baby” dad whispered back. 
His hands started to grip harder on my hips. Indian porn I didn’t know what was going in with dad but I knew I had to protect Christie. As soon as the door closed I started crying again. Amazing. Night” he headed off again adjusting his shorts as he went. 
I was angry and sad and confused.  my sister was 6. 
Dad was a mess. I though he was leaving. She gasped and started to try and fix it and turn around. 
That part of my brain that had been causing the problems took over and I pushed her hand away and grabbed the bikini bottoms myself reefing then back to the side. I think I may have drank a bit to much. My daughter for god sake.