Your skin would make alabaster blush. Your dress was floor length, deep cut showing your ample cleavage. I could only imagine what would happen if on... of your spaghetti straps were to break. I am sure I could not be that lucky to witness that. The color of black was best suited for you and the twinkling of the sequence just sparked around you as if you were another constellation in the night’s sky. A flash of lightning lighted up the interior of the glass elevator you are standing in. You. Seven if you count me.”I asked, “Is there anything else that I don’t know?”Maggie smiled at me and took a minute to gather her thoughts. Meanwhile she pulled my face to her breasts and offered me her nipple to suck on.Finally Maggie said, “Well, Mommy used to let her father and three brothers fuck her until she married Daddy. She still lets them fuck her occasionally, if she is around. Hey she is going to be around them in a couple of weeks. I bet she gets plenty of sex without Daddy. I don't know how many times I walked into my bedroom just so I could look at myself in my full length mirror, I looked liked like a right little slut with my heavy make up and tight clothing, I definitely felt like a right slut.My wine was going down real easy too and I had just finished my third large glass so I went to pour myself another. I minced into the kitchen feeling my plug right inside of me with every little mincing step I took. I turned the light on and began to pour the wine. It. On the bed, I spread my legs as wide as I could for him. But, he didn't fuck me. He climbed up on my chest, stuck his dick back into my mouth and face fucked me even rougher and deeper than before. "Rub your clit," the strange man said. And I, like a good slut, started rubbing my clit. It was so nasty! And good. Just like I knew it would be. One of my father's hand was full of my hair, holding my head in place and the other hand was squeezing my tits. My mouth was so full of my daddy's dick, I.