Sheila did her best to keep talking, keep the atmosphere relaxed. She hadn't realized they'd be so uneasy about everything, but here it was.They sat d...own finally, and Sheila felt more confident. She teased them with her legs, keeping the hem of her dress back far enough to show her silk-clad knees. The stockings were sheer, the best that money could buy, and her legs were good enough to always draw the eyes of people.Diana's blue silk dress was long enough to almost completely cover her calves. ”“Come on, Mom ... it’s hot! It’ll be a lot hotter after I mow the grass.”“Your father paid for that beer—” She drank only Samuel Adams. “—and he expects a nice cold beer when he gets home. I looked in the fridge just now ... that’s his last bottle.”“So, buy him some more!” he said hotly. “I’ll even sticky-finger you a 20 out of my bank account to get it!”Becca set her lips. “You are 19. You do as you’re told when you’re home, or go find someplace else to stay.”Now Michael got really mad.. But I forgot the main thing… I was to ask permission before I came. By the time I realized, it was too late. ‘Who gave you permission to cum?’ my Daddy asked. ‘Did I say you can cum Slut?’ And I felt a slap on my inner thigh. ‘I’m sorry Sir’, I said. Now, all three of us are in the swing of things. My Daddy is now fingering me faster, I’m still wet enjoying every minute, and Daddy’s friend is having me suck his cock. I was pretty preoccupied at that moment. After about 15 minutes, I’m ordered. I drove the 50 miles or so to the town and called him for directions well I was miles away so he said he would drive there and meet me, I almost drove off 2 or 3 times and finally he drove by and wave as he called me on the phone and asked if I still wanted to follow him to his place and so it began.When we got to his house he invited me in and asked if I wanted anything to drink and I had such a dry mouth I asked for some water and I followed him into the kitchen, He was about 6’ and weighed.