He lit his own cigarette, greeting Terry and introducing himself to the delivery driver. As he exhaled a puff, he looked over at the line of “frozen...goods” as the driver jokingly put it, drawing a laugh from him and Terry. For some reason his eyes picked out a skinny pale girl of about 19, if he had to guess, about three quarters of the way to the back of the chain line (how insignificant it must feel, thought Bryan for a brief second, to be just another girl towards the back of a chain line.). I was sitting at the breakfast table, in the minimum of clothing, straight from my bed, and daddy, who held me transfixed, was speaking, and as he spoke, his cock grew before my eyes, rising and raising his t-shirt as it outgrew its length, and teasingly slid down its shaft as it thickened and rose.Daddy really was a big man, and my keen 20-20 vision, followed the thick venous veins pulsing with warm blood, along his length, as the protective foreskin peeled back to reveal its bullet like head,. His head came back up and he looked out at my friends, they were clapping and cheering. At random places in the crowd I could also see the other four guys, all getting whipped cream licked and sucked of their hard cocks by my friends. One guy even had two woman on their knees in front of him, one sucking his dick and the other sucking on his balls. I got so embarrassed witnessing that and I temporarily forgot what I had done. That was when my attention was brought back to the stripper in. The old woman smiled and sighed. "Old enough to have some character, young enough to get as hard as a rock." She reached down and grasped my cock. "Good thing I'm getting the other end. I don't think he's going to last that long." Probably not," Diane smirked. "I gave him a pretty good head start."Claire pushed her shoes off and shimmied her underwear off. I had seen "granny" panties before but I didn't think anyone actually wore them anymore. She grabbed my cock again and brushed my nose with.