Somehow the place was even louder and rowdier than when the girls first arrived, and the point of it all was simple and irrefutable—to create a sea ...f flesh. Young, glistening bodies bounced against each other like atoms in a reactor. Girls giggled and screamed, boys grunted and barked, and everyone was touching everyone. Robin couldn’t help feeling a little scared. She never considered herself claustrophobic, but if someone were to fall in this wave of humanity, they’d be instantly snuffed. I kissed down her small chest. I kissed her stomach. I ran my tongue up and down her boobs, across her nipples, and back down her stomach.And then I moved lower.I was between my stepdaughter's legs. I was staring at a patch of dark pubic hair that matched her dark hair on her head. It was fucking beautiful. Sexy as hell, and I could feel my naked dick poking against the boards of our deck.I kissed between her legs."Oh God," I heard Ashley say.I slid my fingers up against her pubic hair. It was. " Shamed, humiliated, and with nothing else to lose, Stacy willingly calls him "daddy", but he doesn't stop after all. The guys clap at her submission, as Duke pulls Stacy's bra down, exposing her beautiful, suckable B-cup breasts and her unexpectedly hard nipples. The guys clap and make wolf whistles at the sight, and Duke plants light kisses upon each nipple in turn. He reaches under Stacy's skirt next, and she knows what's coming. "No, please, don't--!" she cries, but Duke pulls her panties. Megan looked at me, her face still flushed from the orgasm and moved her head up to kiss me. Instead of entering her, I rolled to the side, breaking the kiss and pulled her in an embrace.Holding her for a while, I gently kissed her head and stroked her hair, removing the clips for her pig tails. My hands caressing her body, with a gentle touch I followed her curves as far as I could.Megan slowly started to relax, her breathing even and warm on my chest.When she started to speak I interrupted.