I’ll be honest. I’m not used to this whirlwind kind of…well, I was going to use the word “situation” or maybe “event”, but that’s not ...ight. Maybe the best way of saying it is that things have happened fast. Plain and simple.I’ll try again to make it clear. I didn’t set out to seduce or be seduced when we chatted. And in truth, our conversation was not in any way overtly sexual. But shortly after ending our chat, I got the email I’ve been talking about. An invitation, or better yet, a directive. At first Mel?s choice of the person who would join us in our perverted fun filled me with horror, to my alarm Mel had decided that her mother Dorothy would be the one.Like her daughter Dorothy was also a tall assertive woman with if anything an even bigger breasts then Mel.Although I was ashamed to admit the thought of both women humiliating me at their pleasure turned me on like never before.The plan was simple I was to be dressed in women?s underwear masturbating on our sofa when Dorothy. A hint of trepidation on her face, matched the one not so long gone from mine. She pushed that fear aside and leaned forward. Her hot, wet, mouth engulfed me. Her lips slid down as far as she could take, then up and back. She moaned with pleasure, rolled her tongue all around the head, kissed it with happy, quick, little pecks, then began to steadily, and provocatively, fuck her mouth with it.*"!!!FUCK!!!"The word escaped my lips with a volume that shocked me and a desire that shocked me even. . I saw three men standing with backpacks I didn't know them... they told me that my best friend had sent them to me... so I called up my friend and was told that these men were his family friends and were new In the city and they didn't book hotels and my friend was out and would return the next day noon. So he requested me to let them stay in my house just for the night... and I agreed.I ushered them in and they sat down on the sofa... I was moving to the kitchen when one of them called me.