I wanted Peter to like how I looked. When I was finished, I walked slowly down the steps. I was very nervous and didn't know what to expect. Peter was...very excited about the whole thing. He couldn't wait to see these women play with me. I think he was interested that Maggie was like the stud in the relationship. He was interested to see what her fantasies were with me. I was very uneasy about the whole thing. I never had sex with another woman before. Once I was finished getting dressed, I. Doesn't have to be a fancy restaurant. A BurgerKing or MacDonald's off an interstate will do. I confess I'm a little nervous aboutthis. It seems silly, since I am agreeing to meet with a man who has announcedin advance that he's planning to kill me, and I've already indicated thatI'm willing for him to do so. What could you do that's worse than that?Okay: rape; torture. That would be worse. I really don't want to be rapedand tortured. That's not part of my fantasy. But an orgy which I help. It was just over three weeks I went home and looked in the mail box. There was a envelope in it. It didnt have a return address. It just had Mr. Jay Stone and my address. I phoned Kay positive it had to be from the ad. I didnt want to open it with out Kay seeing it at the same time. Kay said she would be right over. I felt like I was going to go crazy waiting for Kay to come over what seemed like an hour was probably no more than fifteen minutes. As soon as she arrived we went to my room. Dad. It was like being caught in a silken net, and he reveled in the sensation, churning his hard shaft into her greedily gulping snatch."Oh damn, oh damn!" Isobel gasped huskily. "Such a hard, hard prick - and it's pounding so into my cunt, jarring me with every long thrust. Darling boy - beautiful boy - you're driving my clit insane-"Rolling farther back upon her shoulders, she hiked her crotch and ground it, bringing him up with her and attempting to devour his pistoning cock with her avidly.