I had no warning.I became aware that the equilibrium of my little world was being changed.Lying on my right side my dulled senses noticed a movement b...hind me.A vague sense of the duvet being lifted caused me no alarm,even when I felt the bed tilt under me.Gradually becoming more aware I heard the rustle of movement in the bed.Contact!Warm feelings flushed through my body as I felt her body conform to mine.I could detect a myriad of sensations flowing over me as her hand slowly moved down my. “They feel wonderful.”“Does he touch you out here a lot?”“N-no,” Amanda grunted. “It’s . . . Um . . . .”Daddy cut in. “You can tell her you’re being punished.”The woman’s eyebrows shot up, but her smile stayed. “Was she bad? What did she do?”“I . . .” Amanda started. “I was touching myself in my room. And I was trying to be quiet. B-but Daddy—ohhh—Daddy heard me.” Daddy’s other hand was now on her hip, keeping her rocking into his molesting fingers as she talked to the woman.The woman laughed.. Eventually Kelsey and I got to be alone in the kitchen, and I could tell she was getting very drunk, and started to rub my chest to my crotch, which lead to us kissing for a couple of seconds. She broke the kiss and asked if I could get her another drink. I nodded my head and said "Sure but I think we should go after this last drink"she purred "Sure sexy!"I went to get her a drink...when I came back I noticed she was sitting on a couch with someone who came to the party but didn't work with. I wanted this night to last forever."I’m going to find out." I told her, giggling, my giggle turning to a gasp as Greg’s mouth found my overused cunt, lapping at me like a playfully dog."No." I moaned, squirming, the sensation a bit too much just then. I pulled Trisha’s ear to my mouth, and suggested that it she exchange places with me, an idea forming in my head. A very naughty idea that stole my breath away and made my heart pound in my chest. Giggling, we switched after I helped her out of.