She was very generous with the drinks: tequila sunrises with more tequila than sunrise flowed from the moment I arrived, and soon I was feeling disarm...d and a bit reckless. I was helping her in the kitchen, making a salad, when she excused herself for a minute. I found a post-it pad and a pen, wrote a note and placed it next to the salad bowl in the fridge. The starters – avocado vinaigrette - were already on the table in the cold, pretty dining room, so I went and sat down, taking two wine. I had finished my vodka tonic and had ordered another when a sweet little girl in her mid teens, with bright blue eyes and silky auburn hair still slightly damp to the touch, approached me from behind. She was dressed in a long, loose-fitting peasant-style blouse that fell from her neck, exposing her left shoulder and small firm breast. Her name was Anya, and from the anxious look on her face I surmised she had recently concluded a session with one of the Guests – possibly at the “pool party”. I started devouring her pussy and licking her clit like a mad dog. She was moaning with my cock in her mouth which would allow me to go deeper down her throat. After some time of pussy licking, I noticed her clean shaven asshole and decided let’s give her some rimming as well. As soon as I licked her cute little pucker hole she gave a slight shiver and turned her head to give me a naughty look and continued sucking. I got the signal and now I was completely lost in her cute little asshole.After. I crept down the stairs and put on my shoes. I couldn’t be bothered with climbing through the cellar window. If they were this careless then they should get something to be worried about. His grunts turned into very loud “Ah…ah…” gasps and I could hear Emma gagging and moaning at the same time. I stepped out into the street and deliberately slammed the door, hoping that I ruined the ultimate moment for my dad, at least this once. Obviously, the night I had seen them together was not the first.