Betty shook Billy awake and climbed over him and ran from the room. Her ears roared and she could barely breathe. She found a dress to pull on and qui...kly brushed her hair but collapsed on her bed. She was too afraid to move. Eventually the roaring went away and in the quietness she could hear almost normal things around her. There was no yelling or angry voices. Just quiet conversation and people moving about. After what seemed like hours there was a soft knocking on her door and her father's. Then I sat on the edge of the bed whilst he resumed. Soon, he had her legs widely apart and, ever so gently, rubbed the end of his cock against her clit. She whispered something like “yes please” and he gently inserted his cock. I watched in awe, almost cumming on the spot as his cock gradually disappeared. Strangely, the further it went in the smoother and flatter her cunts lips became. Soon, they were locked together, she was moaning and wrapped her legs around him. She is normally. " Wesley giggled. "You mean he washes your dinky when you peed, how does he do it?" Simon asked. " Like this, he pulls it back and then spits on my dinky and then he pulls it back and forth for a while until it tickles." Wesley grinned. Simon was thinking that Wesley's dad was having some kind of sex with his son, he thought that Wesley was old enough to wash his own cock and would be asking more questions about the way his dad did things with him. Ron the oldest boy there. “Thanks for making sure I regularly ate even if that it was only a sandwich or bagel.”If that wasn’t enough to turn the room dead silent, my going over to thank the serving staff individually did the trick. The guys got a handshake hug with a pat on the back. Each of the women got a hug and kiss. Depending on how they kissed me back, the kiss was more than just a peck on the lips. With only older teens serving in here every tonight, one of the girls wanted to continue me thanking her in.