The sounds of moaning and orgasmic yelping was even louder in here."In here," Duncan told me as he opened a door to the right, "we all get changed int...o our birthday suits before we enter."With everyone else, I went into the side-room. It was large and spacious. Coats hung on coat-stands and shoes - men's, women's, children's - lined one wall. Neatly folded piles of clothes lay around the floor."Just strip and put your clothes next to ours," Susan instructed me.We all undressed. Soon we were. "You would have done it! You would have eaten my pussy if I had fucked him. You pervert you."Chandra went down on me to get me hard again and when she did she got on top and sat on my cock. "He wanted me baby. Mike wanted to fuck me. Should I have? Would you rather that I had really done it than to just think about me doing it? Want to taste him baby? I didn't let him fuck me, but I did give him a hand job. Here, lick my fingers" and she put her hand to my mouth. I tasted the salty bitterness. I was getting and going to get, my breasts massaged. I didn't want to have my breasts massaged. But they were actually being massaged, and then I felt him squeeze my breasts quite firmly, just as if to confirm it. He changed his action again, and it was much more vigorous. Oh my God, what was he doing? A hard squeeze and I gasped and whimpered as he gave a solid push up and then a firm pull down. Oh God, what was he doing to me? Hands cupping me again, another hard. However, both knew that John would give guidance on how to revise but be unable to deal with Melanie’s lack of willpower.Melanie had sat with her dad on a number of occasions and he did give her several good pointers, including putting her phone in a drawer. He emphasised though that she needed to overcome her lax attitude herself as she was an adult now. Spanking was never mentioned in any way during those discussions.Claire listened to the discussion sometimes and thought that Melanie was.