Pineapple and vodka was the listed flavor but it mostly just tasted like the after taste you have when you chug beer. Momma didnt raise a quitter so ... finished it despite the poor taste.When we got to the party they had one girl strapped down to a bed being teased. A dom/fem had a vibrator and a crop she was using on her. She was slapping the crop lightly along her inner thigh and using the vibrating bullet on her clit. The girl on the bed was moaning loudly in responce.I took a shot and. She stopped, suddenly, and Cynthia looked in on her son. She stood by his door. It was cracked so that light from elsewhere would shine inside. She looked in. There he was. He was rocking back and forth. She paid close attention as she pinched her eyes to see exactly what he was doing. He’s rocking, as if he’s nervous as heck she thought. My poor baby. Awwww, that poor boy, my poor baby boy…he’s like nervous as heck she told herself. With that, she went into his room, slowly, and as quietly as. With every slow song that came on, her and Betty were holding each other closer and closer and the hands were starting to slip down the backs and onto each others asses.After a another song, fast this time, had ended and both of the girls took a sip of their drinks, the next number to play was "The Stripper". Betty jumped up and started to do the bump and grind. She held out her hand for Kathy to join but she wouldn't do it. Gene and I were cheering Betty on, but she stopped and said that she. ‘How do we really feel about this?’. ‘What do you mean?’ replied Amy. Jim took a deep breath before replying ‘When I saw my daughter getting humped by my son, sure I was angry’ he said. ‘I was also jealous’. These last words hung in the air as Amy tried to gather her thoughts. ‘Jesus Jim, she’s 15 and your daughter’ she said despairingly. ‘She’s 15, my daughter and one of the most beautiful women I’ve seen’ said Jim. Amy raised herself on one elbow and realised from Jim’s face how painful it.