.. "Mother... , I'm home." Maricar called out."So you are... ," Yasmin said, smiling at the look of excitement on her daughter's face. "Do I get to se... what you bought?" Oh, Mother... ," Maricar said. "Do I have to show this stuff to you? It's kind of embarrassing."Yasmin laughed. "Okay... , Dear," she said. "I wouldn't want you to be embarrassed."It's just some revealing night dresses and some sexy panties..." Maricar said, still feeling a bit uncomfortable, but at the same time wanting to. The conversation between the 2 girls on the way to the toilet was drunk typical, one guy in particular seemed to be the favourite topic, who apparently had shown how big his cock might have been when my wife had ground her arse into his crotch during one of the many dances, however it appeared that he had eventually gone off with someone else. (lucky me). The girls were in the bathroom, having navigated a flight of stairs, no mean feat in the heels and the condition they were in, I heard the. He continued up from her pussy to Karen’s asshole and firmly licked her there. She loudly groaned and strongly pushed back toward the tongue teasing her asshole.Chris again shoved a finger into her pussy. He found Karen was now much wetter and ready for the fucking to begin. To that point in time, none of the men had said a word since Karen had been tied to the couch. She had no idea who had fingered her, fired her up with his tongue, or would be first to fuck her.Tonight the men had drawn. She wasn't wearing underwear so every curve of her ass was perfectly visible through the thin pajama bottom material. She knew she looked good, and this morning wondered if her father might think the same thing.There he was, sitting at the breakfast table. When she saw him her heart jumped again and she remembered last night vividly. It was no dream. She definitely met his eye gaze last night as he was making love to her mother! She quickly gained her composure as her father smiled and looked.