The Pissing-Sluts were dressed in stockings on 14-straps garter belts, 1/4 cup bra, a tiny skirt, heeled pumps and no panty`s. Each one in another col...r: one in red, one in white and one in pink. The Tasting-Sluts were in more official outfits: matching sting and bra, hold-ups, mini skirt, tiny top and heeled boots. All of them in black. We were in the dining room with a big table and 9 glasses on it. The Pissing-Sluts went on the table one next to the other on their knees with their legs. Yes it was true. I had ever kissed a girl, which of course means I had never come close to sex. I wasn’t a very sexually active teenager. I always thought it was because I was ugly, or unlikeable, or something that. Really it was just that I get nervous around new people, especially girls. And since first impressions are very important, everyone remembers me as a bumbling idiot. “Really?” she asked me. “yeah not once, and I’m going on 18 years old. I bet by the time you were 18 you had kissed. I walked into the living room and he was sitting on the couch in nothing but some boxers."Du you like foreplay?" He asked me."I'm up for anything. But how much are you paying?" You'll have two taek an act uf faith on meh." I was about to pursue the matter, but I was getting really turned on by his sweaty body. I slowly sat on his crotch and gave him a nice lap dance. I was obviously making him happy.I then got down on my knees as he spread his legs. I then pulled his penis out through the hole. When I asked why he said was because that was his job, to protect her. What was he protecting her from? From guys like him and I who were looking at her like a piece of meat, wanting to eat her up. But what if she wanted to be looked at that way? Too bad he had said, that was the role of the father, to protect his baby girl.This conversation confused me. Before I could ask more, his regular lap dancer showed up and ground her big ass on his crotch, asking him if he wanted to give her a ride and.