“OK mum says thanks.”“Great, I call Paul and get us a table for 7.00pm”“Are we dressing up?” Ash asked, with a hint in her voice. “Sure...why not, we don’t get to dress up much” I responded.I hung up and called Paul. I have known Paul for a long time, since high school, and the his place ‘The Mortuary’ was my wife’s favourite restaurant, bar and music venue. We went there for most of our special occasions, and knew most of the staff too. Paul was only too happy to assist, and also reserved a. Kara began writhing up and down, over my stiff shaft as the tips of our tongues met. I broke loose from our finger grip and cupped her breasts, rubbing her nipples through the fabric.Using my thumbs, I brushed her nipples back and forth, drawing them to fullness as she moaned into my mouth. I peeled down the top, exposing her to me as I leaned forward. Breaking our kiss, I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her breasts to my mouth.Her aureoles were dime-sized, but her nipples jutted. So with that being said here goes. I was blessed with being born into a rather large fam*ly. I have 3 sisters & 1 brother, all older so I was the baby of the crowd & got to see & do pretty much anything. I guess I was a little spoiled. My s*s*ers & b*o*her were playing before I was old enough to join in but it didn't take me long to get to be included. We'd play names where we would have contests to see whose boobs were bigger or who's butts were better or who had the most bush. My b*other . People were cheering and praising throughout.When I finally stood naked, all the men were either half or fully nude. ‘Most beautiful princess yet, those breasts, those hips, the curves, the eyes, the legs…’ everyone were talking about me. All the men had hard cocks and merely by looking at them all and thinking what would happen, I was uncontrollably wet. “And now, let the grand orgy begin”, he announced again as I sat on the bed.Being my father’s favourite, the Minister of Rajpuri proceeded.