He didn't look all that bad himself. He stood six foot six and was dressed in a sky blue tux and frilly white shirt. A dark blue cummerbund circled hi... waist. With his light complexion and blonde hair, broad shoulders, the whole package looked like a Greek or Roman adonis. It was my turn to drop my jaw. I didn't quite get the job done.Tim offered me his arm. I took it. Then, out popped Mother's camera. We posed at the foot of the stairs while we indulged my parents. Tim whispered we had to go. My Indian daddy was aware that his buddies wanted a piece of me, he gave them a play by play of the first time he fucked me. At first I was hesitant because of the language barrier but my indian daddie made it clear what he wanted of me & I replied with a nod of my head. He wanted to film his friend fucking me and I said yes. It took time before one of his buddies showed up wanting me & in between that time indian daddie wanted me all to myself before he whored me off. Nothing real special. The girls were giggling as he was shivering, and it didn't takelong before he exploded and Holly took pity on him, turning on the warmwater as his goo washed down the drain. They handed him their body washand then shampoo as they observed him washing himself, whispering backand forth to each other. They texted a number of messages as they workedthrough their plan, and then when he was finished, he apprehensivelyfollowed them back to the main locker room in only a towel."Ok then. Put you right. However, there was something that stirred in me this time that did not seem totally motherly. Maybe it was knowing that Josh had grown into a fine young man, or being in the hotel or a combination of both. But, it was strange to have these yet unidentified or understood sensations in my body.The next night we stopped at another hotel and after dinner we relaxed and discussed plans for the next days drive and sightseeing. I took a shower, wrapped a towel around me and was standing in front of.