Her bright red lips said "Just can't keep to your word, can you, little miss?" "What do you mean? Dinner is just about ready." The words barely came ...ut of my mouth."I told you I wanted dinner on the table by eight. Not after eight. Eight. And I certainly did not tell you to play with your cock. If I wanted to let you play with it, I would not have locked it up."I stood in shocked silence. How did she know?"Well, I can't very well cuff you, the guests will be here soon, and you'll have. When David returned, he saw that Ellen had left. “Where’s Ell..?” He quickly corrected himself, “where’s Mrs Ball?”“Sit down David, I need to speak to you.”David did as she asked.“Okay, Ellen has gone home, I will be going round to her house in a moment to discuss how to deal with this situation, so I’m not sure how long I’m likely to be. If necessary, you can make yourself lunch.”He felt relieved that she didn’t tell him off for catching him with Ellen.“Okay mum.” He decided against. I could see myself laid across the table, naked, and my father behind me as his hard cock entered me as John's did to Gail. My pussy was dripping juice into my panties around my fingers. I wished I could be in there lying next to Gail. John would be fucking her, and my father would be fucking me. Gail and I could watch each other being serviced by our men.I could see through the gap in the blinds John had her hips in his hands and his was fucking her hard. I whispered to myself, "Fuck me,. It will be another....... oh, 45 minutesbefore they're washed and at least half an hour to dry." My heart sank,what was I to do? I quickly looked round for somewhere to hide, but therewas no-where, not even a thick enough shrub to use as cover. I pleadedwith the girls, "OK girls, you've had your fun, please let me in,someone's going to come by soon." "No way" Melanie replied, "this is thebest fun I've had for years. I'd suggest you go and put on everything onthat table, and in double quick.