Not Bree or Allison or Kate. My heart began to slow down but I was still having trouble catching my breath. “Oh god ... I thought it was...” I sto...ped, not wanting to say what I thought. “I was dreaming. I had a nightmare.”The two girls petted and soothed me with words like ‘there there’ and ‘it’s okay.’ But I knew it wasn’t really okay. Yes, I’d been passed from girl to girl for a kissing contest and I was hyper-aroused when I went to bed, but I shouldn’t be fantasizing about other girls when. ”I grinned and continued, “He fucks my mom about every month or so. When she wants it, she starts to get cranky and bitchy. Then he spends the rest of his sperm in his secretary, a cute little Mexican widow who gives great head.“You mean you listened to your folks have sex?” She sounded weirded out.“No, it’s just that Mom wanted no interruptions. So she made my dad check to see if I was asleep. He would come into my room and ask me, “Are you asleep?”I would answer yes and he would go back to. It's being held at the park with the local SCA people."(((For those of you who don't know what the SCA is (Society for Creative Anachronism), go to their website; www.sca.org to learn more.)))Soon I was dressed in something called an "Elizabethan" It was tight in all the right places, and it had a corset that actually gave me cleavage! Mary was dressed in a similar outfit, and her corset didn't need to add any magic to her breasts. The men came back, and I could see Daddy looking at me with. Katie had never been forced like that before and tried pulling back but his grip held her. My own cock pressed hard against my pants. I unzipped allowing it free and began to jerk to my beautiful wife being face fucked by a stranger. After several thrust she relaxed and stated going with the rhythm. Michael loosen his grip and Katie sucked on his cock. I knew what she was doing with her tongue, tracing the head and rolling it along the base of his shaft letting out soft moans with every thrust..