There were evenings when he would have his cronies round to play poker and mum would be forced to serve them beer wearing nothing but stockings and if...he lost more money than he had, mum had to pay his debts in kind.I watched many times through the partially open door as men unloaded themselves in her mouth, mum knew I watched too but never said a word about it to dad, towards the end she deliberately left the door open and I watched as she rode one of his mates or clung to their thrusting hips. Looking to the left rewarded me with the small pointy breasts of Jos and to the right the slightly pendulous breasts of Diana.If you had told me a few days ago that this would be happening I would have bet my life’s wages that you were wrong. And yet here I was. Both women were leaning against me and laying their heads on my shoulders. My hands tracing soft circles around the sides of their breasts ... er ... tits ... no, in this context, breasts. Each had a hand resting on my thigh. But when. Okay. Fine. Why do you keep calling this video an event anyway?” Camara asked. “Come inside and I’ll show you Camara,” Robert answered. Robert led her inside what appeared to be a grey office building. The entrance led straight to a glass elevator. Robert pressed the button and the doors immediately opened. Robert stepped in, leading Camara with his palm on her back. He entered a code on the elevator buttons and the elevator began descending. A bead of sweat rolled down Camara’s cheek but was. . to be ... with you. All of you.”That revelation was expected, but to hear her say it made all three of us catch our breath. Allie was ready to be with all of us.“Oh, you will be, doll,” Melody said. “We’ve organized our own round robin. The prohibition is against orgasm, not against teasing.”“Uh-oh,” Allie said as her eyes got big.“Yup,” Lissa said. “We’re about to hold the draw. You got here just in time.” Melody and Lissa had been in Minneapolis since Sunday afternoon. I got in about two.