I lubed my tight hole and added a training dildo. It makes me feel full, but it also teases me for something much, much bigger.I put on a sweet orange...lacey thong.. I send a picture of me in it, bent over my dresser, to both Daddies. I put on a t shirt, and ugly boi sweats, and get my laundry ready. I have to do it in the condo laundry room, so I alwaysput my sexy clothes in the middle of the wash. Lots of bored, prying eyes around. I wouldn't mind as much, if they were fuckable. I took a long. I had quite a buzz going. I noticed a guy on the opposite side of the bar. He was trying not to be obvious about looking my way. He would steal little looks when he thought I wasn’t looking his way. I thought it was real cute. He was also cute. He had handsome features and short salt and pepper hair. Hard to tell but I guessed him to be in his mid 40’s. This little game went on for about 15 more minutes until finally I guess he ordered a shot and downed it. With that added bit of courage he. He understood and giggled as Janani continued. “Yup! I have a father who’d rather suck a cock than my mother’s tit. Isn’t that right Vinod?” “Y… Y… Yes, M… M… Mistress”, Vinod stammered out as Anjan laughed at his own father’s lack of virility; I politely smiled.“I wouldn’t even have known, nor cared, about his love for a cock up his arse, but for his own fuck up.” “Come here, Vinod”, Anjan commanded his own father, who meekly came and stood next to his son. “May I humiliate him by jacking him. Her whole body gleams with sweat in the fluorescent light. They continue to kiss. While he braces her body with his left hand, he moves his right hand down to her crotch and begins to finger her clitoris. Now she has pulled her mouth away from his because she is moaning, crying, and coming in a massive orgasm, her eyes squinted shut, her forehead furrowed. Beate says something in Norwegian, she is smiling, she is very enthusiastic. I realize that there is a growing wetness in my pants. The.