I had just enough time to lean back in the chair before the jizz began to fly. ‘Cum on my cock, Andy.’ I directed, loosing my shaft from my grip.... I presented the target to my gasping friend, my bloated throbbing hardon. With long determined strokes Andy stood between my spread legs and pumped out his load, the first thick spurt hitting my naked chest and belly. Just as I reached to scoop up a handful for lube, Andy ballseyed his second shot, painting me from cockhead to mid shaft. Once again I. I looked around and saw that there were many black guys, which was something that really turns me on.I really wanted to get one of the black guys big cocks, but that has to wait. We went over in the big tent to get some breakfast. The leader went up on a stage and said good morning and then announced that The Whore Of The Week would be in action to night. I was shivering, what was about to happen to night??????The rest of the day we were strolling around looking at the things that happened. Arriving 15 minutes early Helena contacted the cashier and ordered the food for the two of them and paid $300 in advance for their dinner tonight. Taking a table she ordered a coffee. Some 12 minutes later Fred arrived and stood at the door looking at Helena. Walking up to the table his only words were “Wow!” “Wow!” “Wow!”“Good evening to you too Fred.” replied a smiling Helena.Licking his lips, readjusting his eyes, smarting up his shirt, flushed. “I must say you are a great vision for these. What the hell was happening here? She wasn’t ashamed of what we’d just done, and didn’t seem upset at all about me fucking her the other day. Through the haze of guilt and shame, a spear of hope appeared. Hope which I was afraid to admit was there. Hope that my daughter wanted me the same as I wanted her. We found what Helen had wanted and walked back to the house silently. Leaving Helen in the kitchen pouring over cookbooks and planning dinner, Erica and I walked down the hall together. .