I poured the beers and my hard nipples protruding on the thin cotton of my T-shirt, advertised my state of sexual arousal, my lack of panties caused ...y vaginal secretions to run down my inner thighs, and my short skirt did little to hide the inner sheen smeared by my juices, soon the men were taking bets who would be first to have me, not that it bothered me, I wanted them all.Daddy was pissed by the night end, as were some others, but with him in that state the men were emboldened and started. Her hands touched his rigid member when she grabbed the blanket. She felt it and still pulled on the fabric. She gasped when his cock twitched under his sleep pants."Oh. Sorry."Kara stood up, blushing furiously. She was unable to look her stepfather in the eyes and retreated upstairs to her room. Tim saw her nipples tighten underneath her camisole, but after a moment, he chalked it up to wishful thinking. He could still see the look in her eyes as they fell on his cock. He cursed the thin. I didn’t tell him that he made me wet too. So cutting to it babe, I told him I would go to bed with him, but if we do, we can’t make plans for anything else beyond that unless you say that it’s okay.I told him to follow me home and when I open the garage, he should pull in so the neighbors don’t see him. I forgot I was watching the movies we bought before and Dar seen them sitting on the coffee table. That was embarrassing. He asked if you and I liked to watch them and I said we did. We. ‘What — will I have a baby?’ she demanded, anxiety written all over her pretty little face. ‘No, no my dear. You would only have a baby if I spend my seed right inside the secret place where I put my finger’. She laughed out loud. ‘Don’t be silly Arthur dearest. How could that great thing go into my tiny quimmie? Why, you can scarcely get your finger in there.’ At that moment I saw with clarity the gulf set between the knowledge of the poor working girls I had consorted with at home, and a.