”Nods and a murmur of approval ran through the group.“If you want to go to a room with a couple, just a dad, or a daughter; it’s OK. Anything ...oes. Mix and match. Of course, you can stay right here in the party room and get naked as well.”“Let's do some Dad/Daughter introductions for the new members.” The big biker continued. “Jasmine and Paul?” A very large Black man raised his hand. He was nearly bald with a salt and pepper goatee.“Hi everyone. I’m Paul. I used to play football, so I. Don was now standing back filming the scene before him. I had Jay straddling my legs and facing the camera as she rode up and down on my stiff cock, my hands still massaging her breast and teasing her nipples. Ann was bent over in front of us both, her tongue working over my balls and Jay's pussy, her own legs parted to expose her pussy to the camera whilst she teased herself with her fingers. Jay's breathing got faster and I knew she was about to come. Ann's tongue was working wonders on both. He always rolled his hips in a slow, locomotive sway when he knew I was close to orgasming and right when I screamed, he would grip my body with his rough hands and pushed faster inside of me to intensify the orgasm. Once I've calmed down, he would lean forward onto me and look into my eyes while he rushed himself a drenching orgasm. We always ended with a tongue-dipping kiss. I'm not sure how I scored him, but I'm quite glad that I did. I had a knack for timing when he came home from work.. We all filed in and sat on the back row listening to the congregation finish the last Hymn. Then we stood while the padre a rather stern looking man I thought, said his final prayer. Filing out we went back to the home and changed our posh clothes for ones we used to do our chores in. I was told my chores had been covered because of the help I had done in the church. After dinner Maureen came and asked me to ring Jo-Anne and tell her I was in town on Monday if we could meet. This suited me.