Even my pits were still dripping, and the warehouse had no fans running at the time. I figure it was close to 100 degrees inside. I continued sucking ...n my beer and Mr. Jones instructed “this will be really easy. You just kick back like you are, and no talking. I will do all the work, and you just do as instructed.” Odd, I thought, so I just gave a nod.Mr. Clark then walked between me and the office desk, and went down to his knees. He started by unlacing my cleats, one at a time. Then laying. He started fingering my tight wet pussy and I was feeling so good. He rubbed my clit and the way he played with my pussy brought me so close to orgasm. Dad place a pillow under my waist and then started licking and kissing my pussy. I moaned louder. “Does that feel good?” Dad asked. “Yes, please don’t stop, Dad,” I said. Dad kept eating my pussy and he made me cum all over his face. “Fuck me, Dad. Please fuck me hard like you fucked Amy last night,” I said letting him know that I watched them. Without bending over she pushed the heel of her right shoe off with the toe of her left and kicked the shoe over near the blouse. Then she did the same with her left shoe.Her skirt came next, a swirl of colors that she unbuttoned and unzipped and dropped to the floor. Reaching down and lifting her right foot, she slipped off her white sock, then her left. She stood before the mirror in her bra and panties. A nice, feminine lace bra and pretty, somewhat conservative matching panties.I held my. He spat on one hand and lowered it to my cunt, saying thatmy cunt was so available I wouldn't need any more wetness.. His handbrushed my own cock and as he did so he gripped my balls hard, saying hedidn't need it, and that I was a girl for him. My hard on subsided and Ibit my lip as I felt his cock at the entrance to my cunt, replacing hisspit covered fingers. He pushed into me hard, not gently, not easingpast my sphincter, but owning me as a bitch. He again took my legs inhis hands, forcing me.