” Vicky gave me a naughty smile, her hands squeezing her big tits around his dick. “And your lovers.”I shifted, my pussy molten. This was such t...rture. My daughter was getting fucked hard like a slut while Clint flaunted his whores in my face. He had them both naked. Other guys kept glancing at them. Sometimes, they would ask to fuck them, but Clint never would.He just liked showing them off, proving that he had a pair of hot sex slaves.“Just cum on my tits, Master,” Vicky moaned, rubbing those. The sight continued to play before her eyes, her slightly nerdy but charismatic boyfriend between the legs of that slut Amanda, her legs pulling him into her, all while he was supposed to be staying by her side at this high school party.It was the last party of the year and Greg promised he’d stay with her to keep her comfortable since she was most definitely not used to these kinds of things. Instead, a few hours into the night, when some people had left, but most others were still going. Although the thought of this excited us, we were also very nervous, and talked about it a lot. We both wanted to.....and we both felt like we were ready. My cock throbbed at the thought of sliding into her sweet pussy. Oh, we had come close a few times....I had rubbed my hard cock against her wet sweet pussy on numerous occasions. It didn't take a lot, and I would come all over her. We both knew that when I slid my rock hard throbbing cock inside, I would only be good for a stroke or two. Immaculately dressed in a light suit, blue shirt andyellow tie. Early forties, she guessed. Probably quite tall, it wasdifficult to tell with him seated, a full head of black hair, a few strands ofgrey at the temples and quite good looking. The glasses he wore gave him adistinguished look. Opium thought she had seen him before and quite recentlybut could not place him. At that moment he looked up and straight at her. Theireyes locked for a fraction of a second. Even behind the glasses he had.