.. juvenile.”He looked at Julie.“Maybe,” he said. “But yours are gorgeous, too. Last night I felt like I was in some art gallery, where there ...ere statues of beautiful women, except they weren’t statues. I could look at both of you naked all day long.”“And jerk off,” snorted Julie.“No, I’d ask you to do what you did to Dad last night,” said Bobby. “I’d beg you to do it. I’d promise you anything if you did it.”Julie heard, in his tone of voice, much more than what his words were trying to. One new message. "Hey doll. Wanna have some fun?" And in the message was the picture of me from the other day that James took on his phone. My slutty, disheveled image filled the screen. My clit throbbed at the memory. I bit my lip. My phone went off again. "So, slut, who did you fuck today?" Before I could reply, another message. "It would be a shame if that picture found it's way to the dean's office... Do you want the dean to see you like that, slut?" My heart raced at the thought. I could. After a good hard fucking I saw his black balls start to tense up as he flooded her pussy with his seed. After his cock was drained, he looked at me and told me to get my mouth down there before any of his cum leaked out. I did as ordered and soon Miss M again was telling me to lie on my back as she finished fucking my mouth and forcing every drop of his cum out. I thanked the black stud and Miss M for the treat. Before we could get dressed, there was another guy waiting for his chance to fuck. “I’ll be there to make sure it’s just them, but will stay in the background Ruth,” I replied.“I doubt my ex-Dad would do anything other than drag them off, Dad,” Ruth replied.“Doubting is not knowing, angel,” I replied.“True,” said Ruth with a sunny smile. “Thank you for caring, Dad.”“I would be lost if anything happened to you, Ruth,” I replied.“As would I if the circumstances were reversed, Dad,” said Ruth as we kissed tenderly.More kisses followed and became more and more passionate as hands.