You never know who the guests will be for each party. This time I haveinvited a group of construction workers just off of a hard day at work.They are ...ll hot and sweaty and ready for beer and pussy, or ass-pussy inyour case. You quickly get them rounds of cold beers, prancing back andforth between the refrigerator and the living room where the game is on TV.Each time you give a man a beer her takes the opportunity to grope you,smack you ass and stroke your clit. They also force a large swallow. When I let them out, Candy kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for taking them to dinner. Following suit, Barbie repeated the ritual. As I got into the car and closed the door, Candy said, "See you Sunday morning, Daddy." "Yes, see you Sunday," Barbie repeated softly. As I drove home, I recalled the feel of Barbie's body against mine and immediately got another hard-on. Under the shower that night I soaped up my cock and stroked it hard, imagining it was Barbie's hand performing the act. Jets. Now, she could understand why everybody wanted it.When her legs relaxed, he moved off her. She wanted to complain, but he had been heavy, and the ground was hard. She felt him reach back and pull something out of her -- the condom, certainly. He lay on his side and moved so he was against her arm. He put one arm around her.“Oh, Darling. You are so sweet! I can’t tell you.”“You’re not bad, yourself.”“You said that we’re learning together. It seems to me that we learned something very good.”“Oh. Since it was Tim who had driven her to the club she didn’t have her own car, and her flat was at least an hour’s walk away, so she knew that she would have to spend the night at Tim’s place. Not that it mattered because she had stayed a number of times before and used his second bedroom. The danger was that if Vivian found out, all hell would probably be let loose. At that stage she was past caring what Vivian felt or thought, and she muttered, ‘Oh, sod it,’ as she lugged the half-asleep Tim.