I left the ticket on the kitchen counter by your purse for you. Some of your new things looked kind of nice. I hope I get to see you in them crotchles... panties some time." Damn, I meant to leave them here; I didn't realize they were in there when I packed up. I didn't even wear them while I was gone. They were going to be a surprise for you." Hey no problem, I'll act surprised when you wear them for me, okay, Baby?"Carol came up to me and hugged me and then leaned up and kissed me so. It made me less self-conscious of my promiscuity. I found myself aroused. My eyes kept finding Ashley. I never would have thought she would be so scandalous. Maybe one day I’d reveal we were dumpster sisters but for now I was just relieved that it wasn’t me they were talking about.Drinks flowed and the night wore on. I was tipsy but not tired. Still, I wanted a pick me up and began to walk up to my room to grab my bag of blow. My phone rang. It was my ex-boyfriend, Matt. What could he. He would stop periodically and tell me to hit the poppers. teh it was back to work. My ass hurt but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of begging him to stop. I began fucking him back, slamming my hips back onto his cock to meet his thrust. He luved it and began smacking my cheeks.Suddenly I felt something warm on my face. I looked up and saw a guy from the crown cumming on me. I screamed “Yes cum all over me!” Well that just started a frenzy! A cock came thru the wall in front of me. Each moaned openly. "Fuck me Bernie," cried myfather. "Fuck me hard. OH! God how I love it. Fuck me. Fuck me." Bernie stood behind him, his eyes closed, totally rapt with hismovements of body and cock towards my father's hot asshole. He coupled hisfucking movements with slaps on my father's ass and a constant massage ofhis buttocks and back. The action was vigorous and violent. Before long,Bernie screamed, "AAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIII. Take it." There wascontinued passionate fucking as.