We chatted almost every day. When the time was right we exchanged numbers and switched over to WhatsApp. After two-three days, Lokesh stopped replying...to any of my messages. I started missing a wonderful chat buddy in him. I decided to message him on his number.He replied he will call me at 8 in the night. That night Lokesh called me and casually spoke to me. He told me that he was busy with month-end activities and so he wasn’t active on social media. He made it a routine to call me at eight. And not before... you are going to have a big noisy orgasm right here in front of everybody.”I looked up at her with wide, scared eyes.“Then,” she continued, “you are going to thank me for that orgasm.” She smiled, “In fact, you are going to say loud enough for the video to pick it up, ‘Thank you, Mistress Denise.’ Do you understand that?”“Yes, Mistress Denise,” I answered. When I did, I felt a flood of my juices wet the inside of my thighs.“Now get in place!” Mistress Denise said harshly and I. In my mind's eye I saw his impressive cock pressing apart her buttock cheeks and slowly advancing up her rectum. She moaned and squirmed against Dad as he pumped furiously away. When it was over dad papped out of the shower towards the location where he had set down the camera. His cock was still quite erect but was slowly beginning to loose density. The image cut abruptly off. DISC TWOThat had to be an earlier recording. Although it is still their bedroom, mom seems a. We had a day at the pool, at the ocean, and at the beach bar. The drinks flowed, with Keith buying most of them, and late in the day we were feeling more than relaxed. We accepted their invitation to dinner, and after dinner the dancing started. I danced with my you, and then as was polite I let you dance with each of the other men. With the after dinner rum drinks we were feeling more than relaxed. I went to the bar to get more drinks, leaving the other two men to dance with you. Both of them.