It was obvious from the tension in his hand and face that he was squeezing very hard."Junior!" yelled his father. "Let go," A message he reinforced wi...th a slap across the back of Junior's head.Junior was letting go anyway. Being a very cool sort of guy, I immediately moved to son number three, stuck out my hand, and said, "Pleased to meet you, Wayne."He looked at my hand, then up and me, "How's your hand?" It's fine. Just between you and me, I don't think Junior's very strong. Not if he can't. "You are?"'She' looked back. "I am, Mistress." Last three, they are for me, but you should open them." The first onewas a black latex catsuit with matching high heels, the second was ariding crop, and the third was a red wig, a red with such intensity noperson could ever naturally grow such a color...I finally got off my knees and extended my hand to help her to her feet.Technically, she still needed to help me as she was much larger thanmyself. But the gesture was there.I pointed to a bra,. I was sat to her side slightly and could see just how loose her dress was as it gaped slightly so that I could see quite a bit of one of her boobs.I was so enjoying the view that I was unaware of just how much interest the boys were taking in Lucy, until one called over to us to challenge us to a doubles match against them.It would have been rude to refuse so we got up and walked to the pool table. “You can break” said John, handing the cue to Lucy. She bent over, took aim and knocked the ball. "Mm, is that edible?" I asked, Mark slipped a finger into my mouth for me to taste what he was oiling me up with. His hands slid all over me, from my nipples, down my stomach and to my now hair free pussy (Mark and Launa preferred me to be smooth). I loved the feeling of his hands slipping and sliding all over me, I was aching for him to start fucking me so I started to beg for him to do it. "Fuck me Mark, fuck me hard, I need you in me now"."All in good time my dirty little girl" was his.