Phir usse kiss ki.apni tounge uske muh mai dal di.aur kafi der tak usse kiss karta raha.jaise hi kiss karke hu mai uske pet par chat ne laga.Aur phir ...aine uski shorts bhi utar di aur dekha to usne andar kuch nahi phena tha.uski kuwari chut badi hi mast lag rahi thi.maine uski chut ko sungha ek bhini si khushboo aa rahi thi.phir maine usse ek kiss kiya uski chut pe aur wo aawaz karne lag gai….mai bhaut der tak uski chut chat tha raha.wo do baar jhad chuki thi aur kaap rahi thi.phir mai ne usse. But the MC didn't say anything about that, just observing that they all seemed “up for it”. “OK girls, get to work” he ordered and, as one the strippers knelt down in front of each guy and began sucking them off. I couldn't believe it! The audience were jostling to get a good view. The MC turned to me. “Watch closely Alan, this is their audition – you get to choose who you fuck!” Blimey! So that was what was in store – I was the only one who, it would appear, got to choose my partner for a. He instructed us to apply lotion very specifically and then he lagged behind us to watch and to watch the reactions.I had to admit that his way felt especially erotic but was technically innocent. I went first to allow Mom and Helen to get used to it before it happened to them. With me standing in front of the lounges we would be using, towels spread out, the other two came to me from front and back. They spread sunscreen to every inch of my body, front and back. Helen spent a considerable. Well eventually as it was bound to happen I missed a number of periods. Dad did a pregnancy test and yes, Yippee!! I was pregnant. I couldn’t wait to have our baby but it was 6 months away. We devised a story that I had been forced to have sex with a boy I didn’t know. Dad next had delivery of two Pantihose full body outfits from “Pantihose Clothes” – these covered our heads hands and entire body in sheer shiny pantyhose. Mine had a sheath to go in my vagina and two holes for my breasts to jut.