"Aww, that's too bad Trev," she said, "You aren't staying home to bed some chick, are you?" I told her my lousy feeling was, indeed, real, and she sai..., "Well, if you get lonely or take a turn for the worse, call me." I hung up, and decided to go back to bed. I awoke to the phone ringing,, and saw I had slept for almost two hours. It was Gloria calling to say she saw my car in the driveway. "Are you lazy or did you forget to set your alarm?", she teased. I told her I didn't feel well, and she. It was the usual collection of relatives, neighbors andmy parents co-workers. I talked to a few of them but forthe most part it really wasn’t my thing. Instead I mademy way down to the den in the basement. I chatted on thenet with a friend and I watched a movie on there beforegetting bored and turning it off. I could see midnightwas approaching and delayed going upstairs. I always found it annoying to see a bunch of drunkenadults counting down from ten, to suddenly scream andcheer, and. My Dad gasped and closed his eyes. Then he looked down at me, and he moved away, getting on his knees in front of me. He leaned toward me and lifted my T-shirt away from my chest. He looked at my tits for a few seconds, then leaned forward and opened his mouth, running his tongue across my hard nipples. His hands went to my crotch, and I could feel his shake fingers move across my pussy. His touch was like a jolt to my nervous system, as if someone had mistaken my cunt for an electric socket.. Knowing it would turn me on watching, biting her bottom lip, telling him to fuck her, and how hot it. Then she heard the door open as the rest of the hockey team came back.At first she through he may stop, as they were making plenty of noise with the bed bouncing, slapping slippery flesh, and moans of excitement, when she realised he was not going to stop so K continued. It didn’t take long before they were getting comments from downstairs, and knowing they were listening, maybe watching she.