"You know champagne goes straight to my head." Do I?" he asked, batting his eyelashes in a vain attempt to look innocent."Of course you do sweetheart....His crooked smile showed his mischievous side. "Hmm, maybe I remember now." Are you trying to get me drunk?" Do I need to get you drunk?" he asked stepping close to her. Close enough she could feel the heat from his body and smell his intoxicating cologne.She closed her eyes and felt his presence, took in the feelings he always brought forth from. She was so sensitized that she was panting from his efforts. He followed his fingers with his mouth and she was sure she was on fire. She was whimpering again and writhing beneath him. The restraints had her opened up wide and he settled between her legs. The second his tongue caressed her core, she started moaning loudly and grinding her hips against his face. He clamped his arms around her waist, forcing her to stay still.She felt his tongue invade her folds, then start lapping at her. . She was still holding his cock and dad had one hand holding her pussy and one hand on her ass. Their kiss lasted longer than Babs and I expected it to. As their embrace ended, Babs urged her mom to follow her example and she knelt down and began sucking my cock. Helen looked at dad and his smile told her it was okay, so she followed the leader and knelt and began sucking. My dad looked over at me, winked and mouthed thank you. I mouthed back that I loved him. Both dad I had been so turned on by. Basking in the jets of sunlight that escaped through the canopy she didn’t notice the men at her back, all of them silent, their dark skin mottled with green and yellow paint, spears in hand and ready to strike. Moving like a shadow one grabbed her from behind and laid his hand over her mouth, his palm planted firmly over her lips, and his arm banded about her waist so she couldn’t move. The heavy bundle of sticks fell to the ground with a clatter and she closed her eyes to call on two other.