Aaj main usse chudwane ko taiyyar thi. Aaj subah hi papa ne mummy ko chair par bithakar choot chatkar choda tha. Mummy ke bhai ki shadi thi isliye wah...ek saptah ke liye gayi thi. Papa ne kaha tha ki aaj poora maza denge. Iske pahle papa ne kai baar meri gadrayi choochiyon ko dabakar maza diya tha. Main ghar main akeli chaddi utarkar apni choot main ungli pailkar maza le rahi thi jis se jab papa ka mota lund choot main jaye tu dard na ho. Umesh ke aane par socha ki jab tak papa nahi aate tab tak. He checked the garage, saw Abby’s car wasn’t there, and began to get angry. How dare she not be home? Where the hell was she? He stormed into the house. ‘Abby! Goddamit, Abby! Where the hell are you?’ he yelled. Then he saw the envelope sitting on the kitchen table. ‘Lee’ was written on in Abby’s neat handwriting. He ripped the envelope open, took out the folded paper inside, and read: Lee, I’ve gone to the cabin. I had to get away and think about things. I know what you’re doing with Carol,. " How do you let it out?" I asked, intrigued at the turn in the conversation."Oh, sometimes we talk about sex, about things we have tried, or would like to try. Sometimes we dance. I love to dance." What kind of dance?" Now Helen had my full attention. I was starting to visualize her full breasts bouncing as she danced."Oh, you know, sexy dances. Sometimes I do a strip tease. Other times, I just dance to rock music. It varies with my mood." Hmmmm. Sounds interesting. Do you ever dance for Ron?". I pause and look at myself in the mirror to make sure everything is in check, which it is, apart from my cock slowly starting to become semi stiff. Something I was very worried about before coming, as I thought I would pretty much be walking around the room rock solid, especially as it was my first time at one of these parties. Either way, I tried to take that off my mind and relax, taking a deep breathe before heading downstairs. I walk up to the door and open it to find about 15-20 people in.