I arrived at the house to find a nice setup in a basement rec room with a card table and a pool table.I was nervous as I approached the front door and... knocked having never done this before. The party host answered and immediately I was told to get dressed in something sexy and start serving drinks. Well since the only thing I brought with me was my thong and high heels, I put those on and came out, trembling with nerves. I came out to the room and it was filled with guys starring at me and my. " "You think I'm stupid?" He cuts me off before I can finish. "A t-shirt in 3 bags? Come here!" Oh shoot, I know what that means. I try to explain as I get closer to where he sits, "No, the other 2 bags are hers..." Dad grabs me by my hair, and pulls me across his lap. The pain makes me teary-eyed at once, and makes me drop my bags. He barks, "Stop lying! You better jut shut up or I'll use my belt!" It doesn't take him long to pull off my shorts, and my thong along with it. I feel the touch of. She was thin and her muscles were taut and defined. She walked around nude without shame, even when men delivered stuff like Pizza's she would confront them and talk, letting them look at her, and once when it was just us, she invited an old man right into the living room and sat him down as I undressed to let him look at me, and as I stood there, she went down on him and gave him a blow-job, then invited me to sit by him and be touched as he blew everything into her wide mouth.That was our. You’re doing a nice job, but I don’t want to cum just yet. Look at me while she fucks you.”Steffie looked up at her pretty face as Michelle slowly fucked him. “It feels nice, Mistresses,” sighed Steffie.Sierra smiled back at him. “Enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” she said.“Oh, yes, Mistress, very much. Thank you for this, and for letting me lick your pussy. You’re delicious.”“Aw, aren’t you sweet? I think we’re going to have lots of fun together. We’ll be your Mistresses and make you the best.