Shrugging my shoulders, I sat back and waited for the game to continue.I noticed my father was fingering my bra and trying to make out the printing on...the worn tag. I knew what he was looking for."All you had to do was ask," I told him. "I'm a 36 D." But what fun is that?" My dad replied with a grin. I laughed."Alright, Dad. Truth or dare?" I asked him"Truth," he replied."I see a trend here, Dad. Don't you ever accept dares?" I asked with a laugh."Maybe next time. I don't trust you. Somehow,. I hadn't been standing stone-cold sober watching a woman get nailed for close to a minute.And now I was sitting in a room with her. Her curvy body was still mostly exposed - her tits only half-covered by the blanket. As the conversation stalled, all I could think about was the pounding she was taking from her man. She oozed raw sensuality. I could feel myself getting aroused the longer we sat there.Fortunately, Kay came back out. And instantly, I forgot all about her roommate.She still had on. “So horny I will fuck you both’ . I realized that she had known all along that my mention of a ‘couple’ was a smoke screen and she knew what I had been up to all week.I had Andy’s cell number so I called him and invited him over. One of the reasons I picked him was that he lived nearby so I knew he could be with me in ten minutes or so. When he arrived, my stomach churned. Was I really ok with this? He sat on the couch and I grabbed him a beer and once again texted Marie telling her our company. ” She cried, not getting the irony of calling to god while being fucked by a demon. “Fuck, fuck god, again oh god again.” She cried as his hard thrusts brought her to the verge of another series of orgasms. Her body was begin pushed beyond it’s limits. The orgasms flashed through her, pushing her further to the edge of her endurance. Her head span and her vision blurred as each orgasm burst in her. She could only claw her fingers against his hard skin. He was grunting hard, thrusting up.