Wendy seemed to cringe at the noise and then her ears twitched. "Three people are coming, but you only called two," she said.I looked up at her ears, ...hich twitched back and forth as if trying to isolate individual sounds. "Well, Evelyn was downstairs earlier. She must be coming up the stairs with Laura and my father. She's survived MORFS as well and might be able to offer you some advice."Wendy seemed a bit nervous, but before she could protest, Laura entered the room, followed by my father. He was too long to fit all the way in my mouth, so I moved my hands down. I moved one to caress his balls, whilst the other moved down to stroke his rod, where my mouth couldn’t reach. I increased my suction as he slowly started to fuck my mouth, pushing it in, and then out. His hands came down, pushing my head, making me take him deeper than ever thought possible. When he first moved his hand down, I felt the panic, being forced to do something, the lack of control again. I pulled my mouth. I was still wearing the training bra as my budding tits were not quite an A cup yet and was just starting to get a little peach fuzz between my legs. Like most girls my age I was very self conscious about my body, so when my bikini bottoms came off I was conflicted with thoughts of someone might see me contrasted with someone thought I was attractive enough they wanted to see me. As I am now older and wiser I see how ridiculous those thoughts were because since I was wearing a bikini there was. He immediately took his clothes off and i did too.We went out in the hot tub --two naked guys. I couldn't help but gaze at his cock. It was cut like mine but thinner and longer. Also he was hairy--unlike me cause I shave my sac and cock regularly.I noticed his cock growing as we talked, even though that is difficulty in a hot tub. I think he was aroused at what was coming next. We finished up in the tub and dried off --then went into a bedroom where I had set up a massage bed., with towels and.