Claire was smart, funny, pretty, vivacious, and above all, she was willing to fuck me.“Oh good, I caught you before you started jerking off,” Lind...say chuckled as she walked in on me without knocking.“I thought I locked that,” I said.“You did, but check it out,” Lindsay showed me she had used tape to prevent the door from locking completely. There was no key for the door, and it was a very simple cheap inside door lock.I got up to remove the tape, and she told me that she preferred me to keep it. She enjoyed being in the in crowdbut hated paying the price for it. It would be nice not to have thepressure of being cool and doing the in thing all of the time. The bigdownside of losing her status was she knew her friendship with Ellen was atbest strained and most likely no more. El knew the truth.As the girl was laying in bed lamenting her future, her loving father, MikeWebster, opened the door to look in on his pride and joy. Seeing his littlegirl so helpless made Mike feel so helpless. Vi. It was going to be two of them but sadly one didn't turn up and his cock looked so sexy. I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. He opened the door and ordered me in quickly, feeling my arse when I walked past him into the bedroom. He told me to get on my knees straight away and sniff his crotch, forcing my face into his hardening cock. The masculine Snell of his cock and balls already getting me horny. He then ordered me to strip whilst still smelling his crotch. Then he told me to. At least, I didn't used to."NO!!" both women screamed in horror."You said you didn't speak Gaelic!" Katie said in protest."How long have you been listening to us?" Margie asked in fear."I don't speak Gaelic, and I have no idea how I understood what the two of you were just saying, or how I asked that question in Gaelic." Oh dear, this is much worse than I ever suspected," Katie said, again. "Please just help us up to the house, and give us some time to regain our senses. Then I'll try to.