I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was Donna setting next to me and her husband Jay had sat down next to Judy. We had met them one other time in the bar... Donna was a fox, she always dressed provocatively. In fact, she was a turn on to every male in the bar. Her husband Jay was a little over weight and was a good size guy. He was real Quiet, he didn’t seem to have much to say. It was about seven and we all started talking, of course I had a hard on for Donna. We had about three drinks when I came. I walked up to the counter.The saleswoman, whose name tag identified her as Rachel, was very fit and in her mid thirties. She had her straight dark hair pulled back. "May I help you," she said."Ah, yes. I need to buy a tutu." Is your daughter with a specific dance company? I have the list to tell me which one she needs," she explained."Well, you see, the tutu isn't for my daughter. It's for me."Her jaw dropped just a little bit. "Well, I don't understand," she said, "what are you looking for?. . SQUEEZE, Honey. Squeeze as hard as you can." Somehow I did. Hardly a tiny bit of white ooze dribbled from Dad's penis as he almost collapsed beside me on the bed. Still, somehow he managed to stagger erect to stand beside Mom, with his now-wilted prick shiny and a tiny drip threatening to fall from the tip. I guess I DID do a good job of draining my father of all the cum he had been saving up for the past week. My crack was all slippery with the goo he had ejaculated inside me... making a. "BZZZZ." Dad laughed.Poking my tongue out at him I went off to my room, it took me only a few minutes to get undressed, it took longer to decide which of my vibrators to use, but in the end I settled for a ten incher and lay back on my bed to enjoy myself as best I could. It really wasn't my night, I'd played with my large tits, fingered my pussy and was getting a good high from the vibrator when the damned thing died on me, with a little whimper of frustration I grabbed one of the others out.