Each time I thought I was about to shoot Tiffany would stop long enough for me to calm down. Tiffany had called some body named 'Joliet' and told her...?) to bring 'Bambi' with her(?). Tiffany was having her/his self a fantasy come true pumping her/his penis deep into my butt, all I could do was grunt and groan with the ball gag in my mouth. Tiffany let my penis go and began to stroke his/her penis faster into my butt. Tiffany lunge deep in me a shot her/his load in my rectum, as Tiffany was. With all the soup distributed I sat down again. Lucy thanked me and returned to the kitchen. I watched her as she walked away, my eyes instinctively fixing themselves on her ass. She soon reappeared with extra bread rolls, a token of thanks for the help. However, as she placed the plate on the table, her elbow ‘accidentally’ knocked over my soup bowl directly onto my lap. My face contorted as the hot liquid made contact with my genitals. “Oh, I’m so so sorry,” Lucy exclaimed as she dabbed the. I handed him his beer. I went back into my bedroom and waited until Daddy needed something else. I didn't mind being in another room when they were here. It was about two hours into the evening. I heard a lot of commotion coming from the living room. I didn't bother to check it out though. I waited to see if Daddy would call me in.A short time later he did. He sounded angry but I couldn't tell. He tends to get loud when he's drinking. I quickly walked into the living room. I was shocked. The. "That's me," he replied with a twinkle in his eyes which were now roving all over my body. Unconsciously I tugged at the bottom of the tee, attempting to cover up what I had so freely displayed only moments ago. Then I crossed my arms across my breasts, trying to hide my pointy nipples. "The kitchen is over here," I stated as I turned and pointed towards the kitchen and dining room area. "The dishwasher is under the cabinet next to the fridge." The appearance of this country bumpkin had.