Keep washing (but maybe a little poke)

Sliding your hands around to her hips you briefly consider pulling her body back against yours and feeling her smooth skin sliding on you. Instead, you shake it off and keep moving forward with the instructions. Time to focus on one of her nooks. Using your left hand to grip and pull her left butt cheek away from her right cheek you slide your right hand down between. She releases a cute gasp as your fingers slide down her crack and finally end at her anus. You gently circle your fingers around it, making sure to make it all nice and clean.

she whispers, "When the blackmailer made me wear the butt plug to school it was the first time I'd ever put anything in my butt, Daddy. I had to use my fingers for a bit to loosen myself up."

"Like this, sweetie?" All of the blood has drained from your brain into your cock and the lust has started to take over. Without thinking it through you start to use your middle finger to place pressure on your daughter's asshole. Somehow you aren't surprised when she pushes back so you slide in.

"And how did it feel?"

"It hurt at first, but it got comfortable. I was constantly aware of it. The pressure. And when I sat down it sent waves of pleasure through me." She starts to gyrate her hips on your finger. "I felt so naughty and...slutty...until it fell out."

"And how did it feel when it fell out?" You match the rhythm of her hips and move your finger in and out.

"Ashamed. Embarrassed. I know I probably have a reputation back at school. But..." the pace of her breathing starts to quicken as you wiggle your finger around inside her hole. "...but...nevermind...I shouldn't say."

"No more secrets from each other, Ash."

"Unf...okay...as I sat in the principal's office waiting for you, the butt plug in a baggy on the desk, it was basically like looking at my shame, but I felt so aroused. I felt exposed and turned on knowing the school knew and I'd have to tell you I liked it." She pushes back on your hand so your finger goes in all the way. She groans and you both pause. "We...we should probably wash my front so I can work on you. I...I think my butt is super clean now. Don't you?"

You hesitate. The water pours down on your bodies. Your finger deep inside your daughter's asshole. So much shower to go. You slide your finger out and rinse it in the stream as she turns to face you. All that's left is the front of her torso, so you suds up your hands and place them on her shoulders. Her eyes are tightly closed as you work your way down and to her breasts. Her lips part as you run the palms of your hands over them feeling her hard nipples. She releases a soft sigh. You can't help but spend a few more seconds than necessary kneading her breasts. She doesn't seem to mind.

You keep moving down, over her stomach, along her sides, and finally down to above her clean shaven slit. She speaks softly, "it's okay, Daddy, you're just doing what he told you to do. I know you don't have a choice. I'm not watching you so it's extra okay."

You don't quite think her logic works out but you appreciate her attempted reassurance. Your hand moves down between her legs.

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