"I'm gonna need an answer, Sophie." I tapped a finger against my lips, pretending to deliberate as my eyes travelled down to the tent in his boxers. I...met his gaze and smiled. "I think I'm up for it." Before I'd even finished the sentence his lips were on mine. His kiss was hungry, his tongue insistent. I snaked my arms around his neck as I felt him pick me up. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I felt his cock pressing into my core. I bit his lip gently and he growled softly. We fell together. They looked deeply into each others eyes, and Sasha beckoned with a crooked finger. The lady went to the bed, I turned shut and locked the door. Sasha was removing this curvacious redheads clothes, so I took a seat to hopefully enjoy the show. Their lips joined as they caressed each others breasts, soon they were fingering the others snatch. Fluidly they swung into a "69" with Sasha on top. The way they went at each other was an education, not fast, not slow, but definitely thorough.I took off. In her hands she held a silver platter, three wine glasses and two soda glasses on the tray."Master," she greeted, the flushed, "I mean, Mr. Mark." Don't let Mary here you slip up," I warned. "She's looking to paddle someone." Thanks for the warning, sir," Fiona smiled and I followed her into the living room where she placed glasses on coasters on the coffee table.Mary's family and her sisters' boyfriends were all sitting, nervous, in the living room. I knew that feeling well, from my job as a. OH MY GOD! It DID happen! I'd let my dad fuck me! And, worst of all, I loved it! I'd never been so completely satisfied, so completely fucked in all my life. About this time my mother came into my room. She sat on the side of my bed, rested her hand on my thigh, and we began to talk. She stunned me with what she had to say, it began....."Last night was no fluke, we'd been planning it for years." What! What was mom saying? They'd planned on fucking me? But how? Wasn't it I who'd seen them.