"Oh... just go ahead and dry her off. You're never going to get another chance like this!" a voice said in the back of his head. He gazed at her naked...ess for a few seconds more, and then made his decision.His hands shaking, he knelt softly onto the bed next to his daughter. He laid the towel gently over her body. Taking a deep breath to steady his distraught nerves, he proceeded to rub her dry. Through the towel, his hands caressed lovingly the swell of her breasts, lingering timelessly there. She was getting pretty drunk and loving it. Everyone was dancing, and she was going from one man to the next. He told her to rub herself against all of them, but she wasn’t allowed to kiss them. She was making all the men horny and she was soaked. There were so many men there she was wondering what he wanted her to do. He called her over. “I just wanted to get you nice and horny. Let’s go.”She couldn’t believe he just wanted to go. “But don’t you want me to suck off one of these guys?”“Would. I'm going to fill you my way." he smiled

I moved onto all fours in the middle of the bed and Stephen positioned himself behind me.

"Put your knees further apart" he ordered

He stroked the length of his cock all over my cunt, coating it with the jism running from my gaping hole and he rested it against my ass and started to pushed. Paul had fucked me in there in the past but this was something different. Stephen guessed that I was having second thoughts and took hold of my hips, pulling me. So Desmond and I did what any 17 year old pot smoking kids would do: we kept on doing what we were doing. At some point, he and I fell asleep. At around 2:00 in the morning I woke up, needing to pee. As I was walking to their toilet, I heard a moan come from Leslie's room. Thinking that her argument must have really torn her up I went to see if she was okay.What I walked in on, my young, drunk and stoned-self was not prepared to see. Thank goodness I had been asleep long enough to remember.