Callie’s dad had drunk himself into oblivion before the sexual activity had commenced and had passed out on the couch. Dirk, a so called friend of D...ug’s, capitalized on Callie’s desire to have sex and she has agreed to become his whore. Dirk had Callie engage in sexual acts with her comatose father and me (Uncle Bill) in order to be able to take pictures and blackmail the two of us into keeping the incident quite.Before the men left they placed Callie’s sperm coated body in a sixty nine. I had used those words far too freely, according to Joyce, and she might be right. I had hurt Melanie with them, had created an even bigger problem with Becky, and potentially opened a can of worms with Bethany.The problem was that I DID love all of them, but the way they heard those words was different from how I meant them. When I had told Jennifer or Stephanie or Birgit that I loved them, it was with soul-crushing, all-encompassing, never-ending love. Love that nothing could ever break down.. " A raging river of cleavage emerged from the opening blouse. She finished the buttons and pulled it from her skirt. She placed it on the bar and turned to Adrienne to continue the dance.I took of my white shirt and placed it by Marlene's blouse. Kevin's dance partner was slowly unbuttoning his shirt. A blonde about forty came up to me. With B-sized tits in a pink bra, she looked like Barbie about to hit middle age. She moved into my arms and pushed her pelvis into the hard lump in my pants.. “Mmm, let Mommy take care of you,” I purred, straddling his waist and sliding my pussy down his stomach until I rubbed it on his hand stroking his cock.He pulled his hand out of the way. I needed a dick in me so badly. All throughout dinner, watching Leyla play with her father, made my cunt burn for this. Faizel was still on a date with that American slut of his. But my baby boy would take care of me.“You’ll always be here for Mommy, won’t you?” I purred as I took his cock from his grip. I.