We were in one hell of a spot. On one hand I knew if we told the truth dad would completely explode, but on the other hand if we told a lie he might c...alm down, and he would be suspicious of us forever, and then again on that same hand if we got caught in a lie it would only make things ten times worse than they already are, and things were already bad enough. I knew we had to tell him the truth, I just didn’t want it to come out like this. We had to tell him about us, there was no putting it. No need to warm her up with how wet Amy is so excited and horny from flashing strangers all day then standing bent over against a tree meters from biggest road, so I just begin pounding every inch hard inside her slapping against her bare ass. Amy hung her head down and grabbed that tree tight trying to stop her head slamming into it, she wanted it so I give it fast and hard as I can in till her knees weaken and shake tits bouncing around Amy screams out in ecstasy getting the orgasm she craved. The next week, on a Saturday night, me and my friend both turned up to a modern-looking suburban house on an estate in town, after hitting the gym and the sunbeds in preparation. We were let in and shown down the hall into the Kitchen where the hostess showed us a table full of drinks she wanted us to serve to the 20 odd women she had in her lounge. Me and my friend had planned this night properly as we were being payed considerably more than we usually did for our part time work. We both wore. She touched her shiny black knees to his chino-clad pair. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she seductively whispered, “You like?” “Oh yes,” he replied, looking into her eyes and placing his hands at her hips. She straightened up as she felt the shot of warmth from his hands on her, almost like a liquid stain against her skin as the already-warmed synthetic fabric smoothed into her. “Though I think maybe the look isn’t complete.” “Complete?” she asked with a slight frown. “From the look of.