Thank you for being concerned enough to check up on me, but you can go back to your party in the house and leave Han and me to amuse ourselves.”Mrs....Thompson got a very funny look on her face. I certainly did not know what it meant, but she did leave us in the pool and headed back to the party in the house. I wonder what she said when she got back, because my parents treated me differently after that.Sue said, “Let’s move to a lounge because there are some things that I would like to try that. Chas had noticed through out the evening several men videoing all the action and were still recording it now. I saw him walk over to them and asked if he could have a copy of the finished tape. He told me later that they were selling them at fifty pounds each, but as it was his whore who was making them the money he could have one for nothing and to call back at the club in a few days for it, and to bring the slut with him as they added we can give her another good time, they laughed. “Maybe I. Grabbing Clara’s hips, he lifted them up and then brought her back down, impaling her on his length, over and over again. Moaning, Clara threw her head back and let her long hair cascade over them. The feel of her silky hair drifting over his chest, nipples, neck was so unbearably erotic. Coming up to her knees, she took over, lifting her hips up and then slamming back down on his cock, feeling him touch places inside that had never been touched. Suddenly, Clara didn’t want to just fuck him. To her, none of them could match the maturity, masculinity and sexuality of her forty-year old father, whom she was really in love with.She knew it was wrong to feel towards her father the way she did, to think about crawling into his bed, his arms, and feeling his hard muscular body against her own as she opened her legs to receive him, giving him all the pleasure a woman could give to a man. It was a fantasy she lived with night after night, often using her fingers to bring herself off,.