And Jenny, my best friend of years standing in the doorway watching our carnal debauchery. With dad immediately in front of me, I couldn't escape, ev...n if I wanted to. The thing was, I didn't want to. At the precise moment I noticed Jenn. Noticed her masturbating herself to the scene before her, I'd had the passing thought of trying to include her into our tryst. With no idea how to do this, it'd been determined for me in but a flash. My father seeing my thoughts of him distracted, looked. We were naked now, and our arms were being strapped together behind our backs. It wasn’t precisely painful, but it was very awkward. Then the blindfolds were put in place, and everything was dark. Unable to see, it was very disconcerting at first. Then, gradually, the noise of the audience faded into the background and my other senses seem to expand slightly. I evened my breathing, feeling my heart beating in my throat, and relaxed my belly muscles. It was time to think heat. Biff’s voice. My very first girlfriend had been a little vixen called Elaine Lynch and she had dumped my ass after a year of dating to the tune of “You’re too sexually immature for me.” I guess that was a turning point in my life because after that I made certain I never let a female go more than two dates with asking her to spread her legs for us to get better acquainted. I knew that I did not to ever be accused of that fault ever again. I found that about two out of every three girls accepted my terms. So this one is for Tish, it’s her favorite for me to tell at swing parties.Tish and I had been going to a not so local hotel/lounge for some role playing (hooker/john), and it was pretty fun, so one night when Kelly was over (our neighbor, and Tish’s slut buddy), they were talking about going up LA to a hotel close to where Dave (Kelly’s husband) works by LAX, because Kelly heard about a sex toy show/convention. Tish was all ears, and seemed extremely interested, because Kelly had a good.