.. that’s not appropriate.” John muttered, but there was an edge of defiance in his voice. “That’s not - leave it please, Mike.”“There’s...no need to hide anything.” I said, grinning in a friendly manner across at him. The amount of resistance he was mustering was pitiful really. I decided to push a little harder. “I know you were checking her out - who wouldn’t? There’s nothing wrong with ogling a tight body like her.”“Mike, that’s my daughter you’re talking about!” John whispered loudly in a. Entering the party location, we allowed our eyes to adjust to the dimly lit red room and took in the beds on both sides, the short hallway with the gloryhole wall, and the couches and bar in the back. Walking through the room, my mood began to change... everyone had their eyes on me! I was being watched by a room full of men and each one looked as though he wanted to devour me! This may not be so bad after all! It has always been a personal fantasy of mine to be surrounded by half-dressed men. There was no way to find words adequate enough to express my feelings or thoughts, or anything else, for that matter. I just smiled at him, as I cleaned Rachel’s sticky love juices from my face and ears.Harry told me I hadn’t seen anything yet. Wait until she warms up a little, he went on. She had a fire burning inside her that he’d never seen before in any woman, and she wasn’t the least bit inhibited about her sexuality. She was especially fond of anal sex, he said, and I shouldn’t be. Mom went to protest but decided it was a waste of time and just lay back and pretended to ignore me when I returned to my lotion, rubbing it right up to the leg openings of her panties. Mom was wearing white cotton bikini briefs and they looked quite sweet and innocent and very erotic.Putting the bottle of block aside I lay down and propped myself up on one elbow and began to slowly run my forefinger down a path, starting at Mom's belly button and continuing, in a straight line, down her tummy,.