And it was incredibly freaky because the second time you heard dad’s voice.”Daphne stared.“Well, it happened to me too. Dad really is there and ...an talk with us while we’re having sex.”Daphne looked down.“I know, I know, it’s totally impossible. Freaky wacko stuff. But ... it’s true ... You find some guy and tell him you have a fetish that you pretend you’re talking to your dad during sex, maybe use Fetlife ... And you really can talk with Dad. And in fact with mom and the grandparents too .... The other girl and I changed the first tire, but when we got the second we had no more tires. We ended up taking one off of another abandoned vehicle, but it didn't really match the car, and it made it wobble and drive funny. When the next tire blew out, we knew the car couldn't help us anymore, so we decided to walk." Turning to the other girls she started issuing orders. "Nina, Wendy, grab our backpacks." The other girls hurried to do her bidding, while she wolfed down the rest of her. She took her sweet time as she returned a good 15 minutes later. While she was gone the guys stole a few glances my way, trying I think to judge my relationship to her. We both wear watches and Gretchen wears a ring on her ring finger but it’s not a wedding band, it’s a family heirloom. I don’t wear any rings. So just by looking you can’t tell if we are married, to each other or at all. We later found out to great amusement that one of the guys suggested she might be a very high priced escort. "I gasp as I feel his breath warm the juices flowing from my pussy. My legs are spread wide, and I'm struggling against the ties. I then feel the tip of his tongue lick up my outer labia. I let out a small scream, pulling so hard against the straps that I hear the headboard creak against the force.Instead of digging in, he stops, waiting for me to stop moving. The result is me whimpering, begging, "Please.. oh god please okay okay I'm sorry for earlier please.. just.. .goddamnit PLEASE!!"He.