The mistress wore a black velvet bodysuit that accent her curves and large bosoms. She had black elbow length gloves. Her legs were covered by black t...ghts and black high heel shoes. The mistress was smiling. Then I realize why she was smiling. One look at her and I had a full erection. The mistress pulled me forward and showed me to the audience and made comments about me. The audience cheered. Then I noticed in the audience was my mother and father. Sitting next to them was that brunette and. I gasped at his strength, struggling helplessly against him. He lifted me onto his lap and ran his hands up and down my inner thighs. I felt his throbbing cock pressing against my asshole…I strained against the gag, as a warm liquid ran between my legs. His hands pressed my shoulders into the sheets and he then grabbed my tits. He squeezed them harder, making me cry out. I felt his warm mouth on my nipple, tongue teasing, sucking it. His hand slipped down, pressing my belly and then slipping. ”“Damn Murphy, that’s my third favorite way to fuck,” she laughed as she pulled me up with her.When she and I had showered and dressed, we walked into the galley area to see breakfast all laid out on the table, steaming and ready. I thought it must be at least 8:00, but the clock on the stove had 6:30. Damn, we’ll be in Marion before noon and home before mid-afternoon.Look out swimming pool, we may just have us a naked, ‘Welcome Home Murphy Clan’, pool party. Damn, I sometimes have a. She looked up. "You okay?"I nodded.She ran the towel up and dried my stomach, occasionally plucking my belly ring. Then it was over to my each of my arms and then my shoulders and down my back."Take those wet panties and bra off. I'll get you something to wear," she said as she tossed the towel, still sitting on the floor."Aren't you going to get me some clothes?" I asked after several moments passed and she was still sitting on the floor looking at me in a way that made me slightly.