They chatted for a few minutes until they both needed a drink refresh. He poured another helping of social lubricant into each of their glasses. "Anot...er glass or two of this wine and I will be seeing three of you, how will I know which cock to ride?" You are such a goof ball" he laughed.She laughed and leaned into him, letting her hair fall against his arm. She wiped an auburn locket of hair out of her eyes and looked up at him. He knew that look. He lifted her onto the kitchen counter and. As an extra incentive, you offer a prize for the sluttiest outfit.On the night of the party you can barely contain your excitement, wondering what each girl will wear. You make sure your camera is charged and the memory card is empty, because you plan on taking lots and lots of pictures!The allotted hour approaches, then passes. It seems that everyone has decided to be fashionably late.Two hours later you are still sitting on the couch, anxiously checking your watch. Why has no-one turned up?. Cain…” he hesistated. I pulled my ass cheeks apart, looked over my shoulder and issued a one word command.“Lick.”He tentatively leaned forward, brushing his tongue over my asshole.He didn’t want to. I knew, but I wanted to play with my reluctant little sex toy.He started to lick harder and harder, he pushed the tip of his tongue against my asshole and started to push it in. “That’s it, shove your tongue in”I pushed back against his face. I felt him hesitate a little, but he reluctantly kept. Then Julie spoke up. "Hope you don't mind, Dad. Just think of me as your designated driver. You and Unka Howie can drink all the beer you want without having to watch for cops all the way home.It was Julie who had my hand trapped against her mother's ass! How much had she seen? What did it matter? There was damn little doubt about the fact that I was seriously groping her mother's ass in broad daylight, a few feet from her father. Then a further realization struck me. The back of my hand.