“We’re ready, dad,” Sara exclaimed as she turned and walked toward the door. ‘Come on, Rose,’ Sara said cheerfully. I followed them out the ...oor and noticed a hint of ass cheek peeking from beneath Rose’s cut-off jeans. “You both look very grown up tonight,” I said as we got into the car. “Thanks, daddy,” Sara replied as Rose looked at me with a sultry smile. The party was being thrown by one of their friends named Maria who was turning eighteen. I wondered if the other girls at the party. No matter what happened to her now she accepted that she was helpless - a puppet in a drama that was not hers to control. She took off her clothes, numb in mind and body, when he told her to.‘They are in control now’, she said to herself. She looked at his repulsive penis and felt sick that she was going to be raped, but knew it was hopeless; so she knelt submissively and accepted her fate. She looked over and Frog Face and Baby Face were dropping their black pajama bottoms too. Chien’s . You have to stop. If you keep that up I'm not going to be able to hold back." She grinned playfully and squeezed me hard in her hand. "Spoil sport. It isn't like you wouldn't be able to get it up again." "Yeah, well maybe so, but I can think of better places to come than in your hand." "Oh, I see. Well, how about this? ” Rising up, she turned to face me as she moved over my rampant erection, hovering less than an inch from my swollen head. "I'm so going to enjoy your cock," she said as. I'd even stroked myself while the chorus of female laughter floated up to my bedroom, but things quieted down before I could make myself come. In the silence, all I wanted was Callie. My hand would not do.2:47 A.M. I gave up arguing with myself. I'd considered taking one of my wife's pills to let unconsciousness maintain my control. My brain's idea, but my brain was never making the decisions when it came to Callie. Those were made by my dick.I slipped out of bed, leaving my wife undisturbed..