Or perhaps like this was a regular occurrence... We headed round to the showers. ‘I remember now’ they were open showers, no cubicles, no privacy....Plenty of cock watching for my new friend! ‘Mmm yeah this isn’t his first time’ I realised. I hung up my towel and pressed the button on the pipe. Once warm I positioned my whole body under the flow, the hot water cascading over me, starting to cleanse my sweaty skin. I ran my hands through my hair a few times and turned to face away from the wall. They were astonished to find themselves above ground, and after a quick discussion agreed to ignore the buffet and explore the building first.It was a confusing couple of hours. The building seemed fully functional. There was even an elevator in the library below the lounge, but the damn keyboard went dead as soon as somebody touched the first key. Nothing they saw had an easy explanation. It seemed inconceivable a frat house would have such an opulent setting, the space and the quality of the. Dad’s tongue is introduced to my clit for the very first time. For the next half an hour Dad sucks, licks and ploughs my pussy and surrounding zone. Never knowing what will come next. My sixth and strongest ever orgasm explodes. All I could do is scream obscenities and hug my knees tighter as I squirm and shake uncontrollably. I’m gasping for air as I try to regain my composure. I feel Daddy’s knees slide against my hips and kneel on the bed just below my bum. His dick rests on my burning. He, too, collapsed, and the whole fight was over in less than three minutes. Billy stopped the blood flow with the man's sash as a tourniquet. But he had already lost so much blood that he was probably a lost cause.Billy called Madam Hortense back into the room and apologized for all of the blood sprayed around the room. There was even some on the ceiling. Madam Hortense was very understanding about the whole situation and absolved Billy of any blame. She said that she had been planning to.