There were more bikini clad babes, from teens to forties strolling along the sidewalks. I found myself unconsciously checking them all. There was one ...other daughter duet that that really caught my eye. Instantly, I began fantasizing what they would be like. “Excuse me, but do you mind if we sit here under your umbrella table? It’s awfully hot here in the sun!”Some outfits were not made for swimming; including the two bikinis that stood before us wishing to share our table. I looked up from. All I could do was imagine being on the bed with her. I was hard, I could feel my young dick throbbing with excitement, and I rushed to the washroom to shoot out my load for her.I tried fapping for my mother and even after being completely overtaken by lust, I just could not masturbate myself to an orgasm. Instead, I started thinking about how my mother brought me up. I started thinking about my dad. My dad was my superhero, always working hard for us.I could never do something that would hurt. Each party was held in a different state. Some were in large cities. Some were in small towns. Some, like this one, were in old bars or roadhouses way out in the country. In this case, the party would be at The Swamp Witch, originally built back in the old days as a sporting house out in the privacy of the swamps of southern Louisiana.It took time for his employees to put everything in place. A holding company held by a holding company held by a holding company would obtain the house or land or. I'm currently dressed in my LRD, Little Red Dress, which I adore. It's one shoulder, and so short you can see the bottom of my ass cheeks, but the boys love it. I'm 5'9" which means a decent length on my friends, is slutty short on me, but I don't mind. Combined with my long blonds hair, which I lightly curled, and wicked hazel eyes, which I made all Smokey for effect, I look dressed to kill, but I'm sure my father wont appreciate it! Anyway, I need my father, as my girls have all gone off with.