. it’s called a pee-pee?” she covered her face and started to cry. Claire went to her and they held each other.“Do you want to continue Princess... it’s your decision completely?”“I don’t know, Charles,” she said as she was still crying.“OK then, we’ll stop and talk about this some other time, when you feel ready to move on, I love you Princess, you know that. I am a little tired from the swimming and the Spa, why don’t we all take a nap?”I woke up, saw it was nine am and grabbed the laptop and. But I knew we would all enjoy it because Steph was in charge and I had agreed to do anything she wanted to do!It seemed that Steph had decided that she wanted to live out our fantasies. I just wasn't sure which fantasies she wanted to turn into reality. But it really didn't matter because I was just as turned on and wet and stoned as she was. Steph lay back and, loud enough for our voyeur to hear her, told me to kiss her!Of course, I did and then my mouth went to her hard nipples and I began to. It was 10pm now and I marveled at how much my apartment was beginning to look like something from the United Nations. There was a black couple, Jerome and Chantelle, mid 30s I guessed, both of whom were tall, rather slim and extremely fashionable. There was Neil, a tall man who looked very much like Nordic God, with long blonde hair and a short trim beard. There was a beautiful small Thai, maybe Filipino, female, named Tina. She probably was a bit younger than me. Eduardo, a Hispanic man who. But he kept on fucking in and out and never said that. She was having fun and she wasn’t going to make it end if he didn’t.After twenty minutes, he said, “You haven’t asked to finish up and neither have I. For me it’s because I’m enjoying it a whole lot. I’ve raised you since you were little and watched you grow up, and watched your body turn into a woman’s body, and now finally I’m enjoying you like a woman ... well, a big girl anyway. And you’re having fun?”“A lot of fun, daddy.”“Good. Still,.