Mein aste se apne index finger unke chut me dali wo “AHH” ki awaz nikal gai unke muhe se. mein pucha kya huaa to boli kuch ni jst go on.. mene unh... finger fucking karna suru kar diya. Wo “ah. Eei my go, do it yash do it” chila rahi thi. Fir kuch hi unhone mere haato pe apna pani chod diya. Kya garma garm maal tha. Me apni ungli nikali aur jitna v maal mere haat pe laga tha sb pi gaya. Ye karib 20- 25 min tk chal aur wo 5 baar jhad chuki thi. Fir unh one mere pant ki jip kholi aur mere junior ko. .maybe...maybe they were in his pocket. I crept round behind him. This was too weird feeling round daddy's pockets for a key. Wooops sorry about that dad...guess you dress to the right then. Ah there they are...success. I cautiously slipped my hand into his right trouser pocket and located the key ring with my finger tip when he let out a small moan. Shit if he wakes now! I withdrew my hand slowly and waited for him to fall back into his slumber.Once again my fingers slid inside his trouser. Boy was I glad I had worn the vagina.....Well, the next hour was a whirlwind. Guests started to arrive. Therewere about a dozen people in total, evenly split between men and women.They all were business casually attired with men in sportcoats and slacksand the women in casual business dresses. All of them were pleased tomeet Fifi and myself and even the women got into the spirit of a sexyFantasy Evening. As expected the men wrapped their arms around uswithout abandon, but I was surprised. He was completely naked except for his sneakers. It was a turkish guy, in his mid-twenties, very hairy (but trimmed) and with a stiff dick, which was not huge, but equipped with a gigantic glans, what confused me a little at first, but then made me horny. He just stood there and and wanked himself. With one finger he worked on the pisshole of his enormous glans from time to time, which was covered with some sticky dripping fluid. While I blew the blond, I waved to the Turk to come over and.