I heard some movement behind me and felt some handstouch my ass at the same time I felt the warmth of a cock make contact with my cheeks. I left my ne... guy reposition me slightly so he could work his cock between my legs. With my mouth suctioning my second stranger and my left hand jacking his cock intensely, I reached between my legs to guide my new guy into my pussy.I thrust me ass slightly up and out to meet him and he slid in easily. I had a weird thought as my pussy adjusted to the cock. “Your mom and I used to go to her house parties a lot back in the days,” dad replied with a smile.“DADDY you and mom are swingers?” I asked with a questioned look on my face.“We used to be but your mom lost interest in it some time ago,” daddy replied.I rolled over on top of him with my legs spread apart to each side of him. My big tits were hanging down in his face. I swung my hanging tits back and forth against his face. I was rubbing my wet pussy on him just above his cock at the same. He asked her every Sunday when he unlocked the cuffs and collar if she wanted to do it again and she never said no. This weekend he would make it permanent. She already had a room here in his home, it would be a simple manner of moving her things here and she'd be his slave and lover full time. He heard her car pull up and he placed the box on the mantle, to be opened later.She was bound over the bench. So far he'd gone easy on her, caning her ass until it was nice and red, cropping her cunt. .What?! What on Earth do you mean?"Amy burst forth on this prompt. Regardless of what was about to happenshe wanted to absolve herself somewhat."Remember Britt's party." I wasn't there. You know that," Keira stated, still on edge."Keira wasn't. But Connor was. You told me you had memories of that."Keira's silence was an affirmation of sorts. Internally she did reflectthat kissing Amy that night was one of the strongest 'Connor memories'that tormented her. At least in the beginning. It had been.