Her hands crept down at her strawberry colored lips. She began to fondle herself. She looked in the bathroom mirror as her nude athletic body was gett...ing washed off.She turned around and let her backside be rinsed. She looked back at it. And touched her sweet treasure almost in silence. She put one hand on the wall and started to masturbate. She felt the wetness on her sweet vagina, fondling it. She tasted her juices, suckling her finger. One finger was in. Soon, two fingers were in. Soon that. ”“My cunny is so tingly right now, Big Brother,” Alicia moaned, squirming her tights-clad thighs together.“Why don’t you masturbate,” Clint said. It wasn’t a question. “Unzip those jeans and shove your hands in.”“Sure,” I shuddered, his eyes so hot as he took control.“And don’t forget to play with those tits,” he added.“Oh, yes, I love playing with my tits when I masturbate,” I purred, unsnapping my jeans. The zipper rasped down, revealing the sea-green panties I wore. I shoved one hand under. " No, you won't. They're still in bed. I'll ask them. What are their names?" Emily replied with a look on her face that I couldn't really discern."Margo and Kathy," I replied and Emily disappeared in the direction of the stairs.I went into the downstairs washroom to wash the sleep out of my eyes.By the time I got into the kitchen Emily was busy frying and Bridget was eating her cereal."Morning, Dad," Bridget said as she stood up to give me a kiss as if I hadn't been away. Then, "Where have you. As I searched the internet, I came across an ad for a shemale party at a night club several hours away. I was nervous about going, but I thought I would take a change. After all, it was so far away, I would not run into anyone I knew. The whole drive there, I felt the nervous anticipation of what might happen there. What might I find! I could not help it, I rubbed my cock through my pants as the miles flew by, making pre cum leak from my hard dick. When i I arrived at the club, I sat nervously.