. summery attire.“Well?” she asked as my face reddened and my eyes darted toward my thankfully oblivious father.I was at a loss for words. Mom rea...hed out to cup my chin in her hand.“You look tired. Didn’t you sleep well last night?”Again, I didn’t know what to say, surprised by her allusion to last night’s activies.Mom’s smile broadened. “I think you should have a nap this afternoon if you’re going to come to the theater with us tonight. What do you think, Cliff?”“What?” my father looked up,. “What impressed me was how you kept going once you realized I was watching.”“I’m not listening to this, get out of my way.”“Does John know how you came as you watched me jerking off to you.”He had a smooth, velvety tone. He set down his coke and pressed up against me. A moment later he lifted me up on the counter. Landing as I did my legs opened involuntarily to balance.“Like I said, I have a talent. One I think you would enjoy,” he said as he found the tie off my bikini bottoms. I watched the. Then they rubbed the cum from my breasts and neck up and down on my throat, forcing me to swallow. Once I swallowed they stood up and began beating my face with their dick again, slapping me with it like a rubber stick, leaving welts all over my face. I laid on the bed covered in cum shaking, crying, whimpering. " pleasssee stopppppppp......pleeeeeease......" " Oh, but that was just the first scene, we've barely started." That's when I recognized the voice. It was the man from the bar, which. The shots included, up skirt minus pants, pants pulled tight in the crutch showing their hairy camel toes, enticing bra and girdle shots. As they had always got a big kick out of showing off, they loved it when fully dressed, they had to sit down and really stretch open their lovely creamy thighs. Finishing up, Ross told them that their profile and shots would be uploaded within a week and they should receive info about their first meetings shortly after. Joan’s first invitationTwo weeks went.