A lot like me, she was moaning and her breasts were swaying. I want to fuck my daddy then and there, sit on his hard cock and ride him until I couldn'... take it anymore. I stripped and sat in the chair, watching the girl being pounded by her father. I stuck 2 fingers in my pussy it felt so good. I moaned as the father pounded his daughter faster. I watched her as the orgasm finally came over her body, her hips thrusting in the air as she squirted in her daddy's face.I finally came, the orgasm. He couldn’t seem to pull his head together, and he watched helplessly as the room spun around him. "Oh here, let me help you", Lorraine said, realizing she must get him to the bedroom before he fell asleep on the couch. Once he lost consciousness, she knew she would never be able to move him. Reaching out her hand to help him, she replied, "No, no booze. I don’t have a drop in the house". She said all of this with an innocent look on her face, hoping he would buy her story. "It’s just the busy. Things didn't change until Mom moved us here a few months ago." It looks like the move was good for you then." I can't complain. It did take some getting used to, so I do know what you're going through." So, you're not mad at me?" I asked. Why? I don't know. I've given up"Not as long as you give me your real number and promise to have dinner with me," he smiled."I don't know, Brian, I'm still not comfortable with the whole idea," I replied trying to find a way out without hurting him or getting. ” We entered and let our eyes adjust to the darkened room illuminated by black lights. There were several people there; some dancing and others were half naked in lusty embraces. Soon a woman dressed in a witch’s costume came up to us and asked what we’d like to drink. I requested a strawberry daiquiri, and then giggled watching John’s portrayal. In his best Dracula voice he ordered, “I want a Bloody Mary!”We walked to the living room. Everyone was wearing a mask, and their costumes made.