”“Thanks, Dad. However, we’re still waiting to get stripped so that we might take a shower.”“Come on, Dad,” Heather added. “You can do i... in the bathroom.”Heather led us up the stairs. It is so ingrained in her, now, that she began taking off her shirt when she set foot on the stairs but remembered before she had gotten even one arm out. Once we were in the bathroom, Heather had more directions for Dad. I smiled widely.“Dad, we had a grueling practice, so we probably smell pretty bad. Why don’t. The men who'd freed their hard pricks had begun masturbating. She didn't seem aware of them. Her attention was on her own sex and the dildo. She spread her legs further. Her arms strained at the dildo. One of the masturbators ejaculated across the inside of her arm. She jerked and the plastic prick made progress. She grunted with surprise. The other fellow came over her brassiere. The dildo moved another half inch. She looked up at me. 'You too . . .' I tugged myself free of my zipper. I leaned. More

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