Glancing behind me, I was dismayed to see that the queue of guys waiting to take their turn with me had grown. I cursed my boyfriend Eddie and my own ...oolishness for agreeing to join a private swingers club. What I hadn’t known at he time was that as a newbie, I had to take a turn as the club’s “bike”, which involved my going bottomless and dr****g myself over the arm of a special sofa so that any single guy without a partner – and a few with partners – could fuck me whenever and as often as. Mom was right I was growing up and taking responsibility for my actions. If I wasn’t that baby’s father I was sure that I would be her next baby’s father.We finally took a shower together, dressed, and returned to Mom in the living room. Lisa was there with Mom alone. She said that they had sex, Lisa didn’t like it, and sent him home to grow up. She didn’t want him pretending to be the father of her child either. He couldn’t even start to satisfy a woman. Mom was laughing so hard that she peed. Most often her lip gloss was smeared or missing when she got home, sometimes her blouse was creased. There were no crusty panties in the washing basket, and I just hoped that I'd given her the sense to avoid the real creeps.There were often loud giggles when she was talking to her best friend Melissa, and I was glad that my motherless girl had a confidant to share her secrets with, even if it couldn't be me."Daddy?" Yes, punkin?" Can I join the senior cheerleader squad this year?"I looked again. June is wearing heels, skin tight, black silk slacks and a matching blouse. July is wearing a heels and short black cocktail dress. “Oh wow, how exciting, we are going to watch some interracial lesbians,” Sarah whispers as they commence tongue kissing passionately.July removes June’s blouse to expose her glorious tits. “Thirty-six C, her nipples are like bullets,” Sarah tells me, obviously aroused and agitated as July licks and sucks her nipples.Huge sexual tension as June turns around and.