Ashley put her arm around my waist and I had to fight my rising arousal. The fight was helped by a punch to my arm."Greg!" exclaimed Ashley's father."...i, Mister O'Rourke," I said fearing the worst if he heard about our little three way relationship.Ashley's father took me in his arms and gave me a tight squeeze. I wasn't really comfortable hugging another naked man so I didn't really return the hug."Never be afraid to hug another man," said Ashley's father chuckling."Ok, sir," I said."And call. Standing where she was, my mother couldn’t have missed it.I fled to the en-suite and cleaned up. When I thought it was safe, I grabbed some tissues to clean the floor, but my cum had gone. Only a thin smear marked where it had been. My mother must have wiped it up with her fingers.I was almost terrified to go downstairs again, but she was calling for some help with unpacking the supermarket delivery in the hallway.She put the box down, bending at the hips, and sorted through it. She wasn’t. There are ceiling fans, you look at the end of the bar you would see a standup cooler with various alcoholic beverages and soft drinks. You pass the bar and there was a wall partition and the bathrooms one for men and one for women. On the opposite wall was a juke box. I was sitting there just about getting done with my first beer when this beautiful lady came walking towards me. She was absolutely beautiful, she stood probably about 5'4" weighed probably around 110 to around. I let out a quiet moan that time and then I felt the sting of the whip against my ass, “not yet” you ordered and I made no noise. I could feel my insides giving no rest and before long I was boiling over. I felt a trickle of vim run down my leg and then your masculine hand cupping my pussy. I bit my tongue and you moved your finger in Very slow, tedious circles against my clit. I moaned and the whip stung my ass again. “No,” you said. I quietly whispered “yes sir” and you continued. My clit.