“I’d hate to be in a tent in this weather.”“There are a hundred people in there and only four came in,” Andy responded. “They don’t want...to take hand-outs, even if it’s warmth.”“Gotcha,” I said. “So, if I open the doors, do I tell anyone?”“Yeah. Tell Zack. He’s in charge of internal security tonight.”Andy left and I settled back to wait for Bree. What I saw, instead, was a woman taller than Bree by several inches.“Amanda?” I said, puzzled. “What brings you here tonight?”“Study,” she said. Holding her legs together to staunch the flow of Greg's cum, she shuffled over to the hamper.Opening it, she reached into it and quickly pulled out a soiled towel. Stuffing it up between her legs to check the flow of her son's semen that continued to ooze out of her love wound, she struggled over to the bathroom. Holding the towel between her legs, she rummaged through her purse until she found a tampon. Pulling the towel out from between her legs, she spread her legs and jiggled herself up and. And in desperate need of coffee. Dawn was just a handful of minutes from making it’s appearance and there was a lot to accomplish with her last few hours. Slowly she pulled back the covers from her bed and braced herself for the coldness of her bare feet on the tile floor. Her crimson silk nightie did little to fight off the chill, but she found it so much more bearable than the warmer cotton alternative. Besides, this being her last night she had decided to treat herself to this small. That is just how I like it, Alexandria."Once you have the panties, you pause. Part of you wants to allow me, your Daddy, a second to enjoy the view. Another part does not know what to do next."Stand up and bring them back to me, slut. Quit stalling"Standing, you create eye contact with the bartender, silently panicking. He is talking to the gentlemen seated at the bar and you spot him nodding in your direction. Lacking discretion, both men turn at the same time, so that all three are looking..