You hear me utter "I love face-fucking you like this", and you just love hearing me say that. You feel the tension building in my balls and my cock i... pulsating in your mouth now. "I'm getting close" I say loudly so you remove my cock from your mouth. You insert your middle finger in your mouth, and then you slide it into my asshole. You find my prostate and start to flick it. Then you go down on me again. Within seconds, I am bucking my hips and your finger feels it happing inside me. I lay back staring at the ceiling, wondering what I should do. Wondering if I was strong enough to do what I should or if I would be swept away by the emotions of the moment. When Faith turned to me and slid her hand down my thigh and cupped my cock, I found out quickly that I was not as strong a man as I thought I was; my cock came back to full attention quickly.When the bed moved as Hope climbed in, Faith threw the sheet off and said, "Come on, Sis. Climb on top and get some of this."As Hope. Also she would do the peeing close to the bar or drinks table, whatever there was, so if anyone noticed wet patches as she moved away, then they would naturally think that someone had spilled a drink! Crafty! I couldn’t help admire this lady’s ingenuity! It’s not very social is it? I wouldn’t like that done on my carpets. But if I was at that party and knew what she was going to do. I would most likely enjoy watching her in action, most likely with a nice hard on in my pants. I bet she got some. For the first time, I noticed his eyes were all over my body, it must have been my outfit, it did not bother me much as I said I thought of him as my father, so I sat there talked to him after I asked him what to drink, he got a scotch, I got one as well. The older man was talking to me but I noticed him getting a bet nervous and sweating, words not so clear from him, I asked him “have you been drinking before you got here uncle?” “Just a couple of drinks” he said, then somehow, I felt he was.