She started to unzip my pants.Chloe: Nobody said we can’t have some fun.Me: And nobody can say that you’re the owner now.Chloe: Hmm and you’re m...y guest. I must entertain my guests.Me: You should, I’m not entertained at all!Chloe: Then we should change that.She took my dick out quickly.Me: Yes, please.Chloe: I can try some tricks.Me: You’re the boss!She started rubbing my cock tip with her thumb.Chloe: Seems to be working.Me: Yes it does seem that way.She started moving her hand up and down on. I wondered whether he had his cock in his hand and was wanking; thinking of me and my lascivious behaviour. I wanted him in this room, not that room.I started to moan and then I let out a loud cry. It sounded painful, it sounded like I was being attacked, it sounded like mom sounded one night while she was being fucked. I was thrusting the dildo into my cunt at an alarming rate and while I could easily have climaxed without making a noise, that wasn’t the point.The ruse worked. My dad came. She stumbles in at the end of my shift a little tipsy, and as soon as I was ready we left to my house not to far from my work. Originally it was us talking about my new guitar I bought (8-string Ibanez). Played it for her and then being a lone in my house gave me an idea. I asked if she would want to be my slut for a little while and she giggled and said sure. I approach her grabbing her tightly by her hair and forcing her to kiss me. Then, quickly removing her and slapping her across the face.. When I heard the sound of the showers running, I got really nervous.I started to pace back and forth in the room, biting my nails. Suddenly a voice was heard, "You're going to weird them out if you come across too nervous." It was Randy on some kind of PA system."Are you watching me?" I suddenly felt kind of weird knowing he was viewing me."Well, I do need to know when people are done. It can get late so I keep an eye on them, to know when I can come up and lock up and it can be entertaining..