"Do you want me, Just?" I ask softly, heat in my tone and my gaze.He takes a long time to answer, blue eyes meeting my green, and the held stare crack...es with heat and want. "Yeah," he says, finally. "Good," I tell him, and close my eyes. "Take me like this. You've made me too relaxed to move. But I want you too, Just. Please. Now."He hesitates. I almost think he's walked away. Then I hear his board shorts hit the deck, and feel him straddle me, his cock -- god, it feels even bigger than I. I was answered with a stinging slap to my hand from the wooden spoon.“Ah owwie!” I cried out.“You didn’t think you were gonna keep these on did you?” Dad asked, “Bridget is a woman, its nothin new. Brandon has obviously seen everything. And I am your Daddy, and I can see your bare bottom if I want!” He yanked my little panties down so they tangled around my knees. “Wow you must have had one hell of a night.” Daddy commented, “He bruised ya up real good.” I squeezed tears out of my eyes from. Brain pulled his cock out of my mouth and rubbed at across my clean shaven face. I liked the weight of it when he slapped me with his granite-like cock. He rubbed it across my lips again and pushed forward. "Suck that fucking cock. . .deeper, open your mouth and take it deeper. . .yeah, that's it. . .use your tongue more and play with my balls". Fuck, hearing him talk to me like that had me ready to cum again. The first stream of cum hit the back of my throat so hard it shocked me and I had no. She was intimidated to see how big they were up close.Once the men were seated, the women were reminded to go sit with the men. Stephanie walked over to the closest table to sit. She noticed there was a soft small pillow on the open seat that the other seats didn't have. She brought over pitchers of hot coffee and iced tea and tried to smile as she sat. The men stood and introduced themselves to her. Their hands were so huge; she couldn't even curl her fingers around anything.Stephanie was.