When Bill arrived, he smiled and asked her if she had ever been to a biker party. A bit apprehensive, she admitted that she had not. Bill told her tha...t they were not the hoodlums that some portrayed them as being. Sure they partied hard, and there would probably be some pot and open sex, but she would enjoy being outdoors and the get-together’s friendly atmosphere. Liz fantasized about a gangbang with her being the center of attraction.She, of course, wouldn’t tell Bill that. Liz just smiled. I watched her Daddy while she worked at my top. Every time her fingers grazed my back I bit my lower lip to stop myself from giggling at how turned on he looked. I rolled over onto my back so the sun could greet my pretty tits, my big teenage tits. I was already a 38D at 17. I was so turned on my nipples were already hard. He was still watching me and I think he was jerking off while watching me. I laid there day dreaming of him coming out and fucking me. I thought I would be a good girl and. Z was starting to get excited. I took her hand and walked her to the end of the row. I then pulled her top up over her tits and slide my fingers up her thigh to the honey spot. Z came immediately but not as hard as she likes. She was clearly not done. Soon we had attracted a crowd. With my nod there were two guys behind her and one on the end seat. Hands were everywhere, including her left hand that was now stroking my exposed cock. . She’s married and living in Cape Town too. No children as yet.”“Do they have a house like this?”“Yes. Just bought it. We inherited money from our grandfather. Made his money in mining – “He broke off again. Like as not many of Fezeka’s male relatives would have worked in the mines so their labour would have paid for this house. Fezeka’s sudden silence suggested the same thought had crossed her.