She was looking forward to at least the chance for a new and different evening. She carefully washed her pussy, resisting the urge to rub her clit and...release the orgasm that had been building. She wondered how it would play out, would they both fuck her? How big would Hansons cock be? How would they start? And the biggest question was, would she actually go through with it. Meanwhile, in the other room, Steve was stroking his hard cock, thinking about his lovely, chubby, wife under another. I was wierd but I enjoyed it a lot. She smelled nice and tasted nice too. She told me she loved me. I told her I loved her too. I fingered her pussy, lick her everywhere until she came. Then she did the same to me. Making love to her felt so special. She then handed me a package and said it was from the leader, she kissed me and left.Inside the package was twenty-five thousand dollars. A Visa card. A cell with leader’s number and the black girl. And a note that read, “look outside”. I looked. Surprisingly, my father said nothing and did not even appear at all shocked at my sudden intrusion. He didn't cover himself or turn away to preserve his modesty. There seemed to be a look of joy on his face. I was right there brushing up against him, already drenched by the warm spray. He finally had just one thing to say. "What's going on, Andrea?" "Nothing, daddy. I just wanted to shower with you. That's all. Don't you think it would be nice to shower with your twenty-two year old. This is Rod, the beast on your right, and this is Peck, on your left. Who are you, white chocolate?" When she didn't respond, he stated, "Well, Bitch it is. Undress her boys."And they undressed her, even with her bucking around like mad. Now she lay naked on the sidewalk, missionary style, the dim streetlight illuminating the tears covering her eyes. "Aw baby, don't cry, I'd rather you scream!" And then he stuck his 9 inch long dick in her mouth. "EAT MY COCK, BITCH!" He screamed, his knees on.