Big mamas fingers were pressing on Stacey's ass hole, two then three, then four then..."Aggggggg uh uhhhhhhhhhh oh, God ugh ughhhhhhhh!" The big woman...was forcing her greased hand into Stacey's tight little ass. It didn't want to go but she persevered, pressing down on Stacey's back to hold her steady."AWwwwwwwww plop!!"Now both women were been gently fisted. Stacey taking the black hand of Big Mamma while she was forced to fist into Debbie's stretched wide pussy. The Boss had an excellent view. "Don't be vulgar, daughter dear," came a deep sing-songy voice."Sorry, Daddy," she said quickly. She was embarrassed and incredibly turned on over getting caught saying that, and more frequently those two feelings seem interlinked. The burning in her cheeks seemed to create a throbbing, needful, burning in her pussy that just ached to be explored...touched...licked...fucked..."Sweetie, don't call me 'Daddy' after you just talked about playing with your pussy," the deep voice chided from the. He crushed down with a furious grip. She screamed in pain as his fingers left ugly red streaks on the sides of her once-perfect cone of titflesh. He didn't seem to be satisfied with her torment. He pressed down firmly with the palm of his hand until her nipple began to harden. He felt it throbbing with every beat of her heart. He rotated the mound of tit until the girl writhed on the floor in obvious pain."So you don't like a real man handling your knockers, huh?" he asked. "I think you spurn. He scored in the 70s, which seemed almost generous. He was hugely embarrassed at his failure, but Jinny grabbed his hand and led him to a seat, gently boosting his ego with the right words. It was my turn, and my last song. I'd beaten Craig, but I needed a miracle to beat Junior. My miracle came in the form of my lovely friend, Ginny. She was ready to totally fuck me up so that Junior had an easy win. That said, she was horny as hell too, and she didn't even try to hide it. My music started.