“You will have to do better than that, Dad. I don’t think there is enough there to wrap a postage stamp around, let alone a panty.”He smiled. �...Perhaps you could wear one of your mom’s dresses for a while.”“No Dad, I am not going to wear one of mom’s dresses. I am your daughter, not your wife.”He nodded. “Okay Hon”He reached inside his sweatpants and began fiddling with himself.“You might as well push your sweats down dad; you can't get a panty in there.”Yes, we were a few years passed any. Trying to pull away proved not only pointless, but only fed into what he did next. He started pumping my hands up and down the length of his shaft. This strange man was forcing me to jerk him… in front of a room full of my friends. His big tanned hands, wrapped around my small pale hands, wrapped around his big tanned dick, and he was moving my hands up and down his length in a steady rhythm. Looking around for help I could see almost everyone was watching me, but the other four strippers. “Do you think I will see him again?” Sophie asked her mother. “Of course you will darling,” replied Celia who had now joined her daughter at the window. Sophie and her mother flopped on the sofa, physical and mentally exhausted. Celia complemented her daughter. “The first time is always a bit daunting, but you did well today.” “Well you certainly gave him a good start Mummy. I couldn’t believe how marked his bottom was when you brought him back downstairs.” “Wait here... I'll go and get. ”“Arrgh!” she complained.“Let me show you,” another voice said.Katie whipped her head around as I looked over too. The voice was from her 17-year old sister Karly.“What are you doing here?” Katie exclaimed with wide eyes.“It’s not like you guys were quiet.”Karly abruptly grabbed Katie’s arm and pulled her off the bed.“What... ?” Katie protested as she tumbled to the floor.Oh, by the way Karly was also naked. She looked very much like my naked Katie but with a thinner waist so a better hourglass.