My father grinned and came over to me, pausing on his way to flirt with three of my girlfriends."Well hello there birthday girl." dad grinned when he ...reached me.Before I could speak he had picked me up and was planting a kiss on my lips, it was a light peck, very fatherly and very proper, yet it did something inside me that I had never expected; it excited me."Dad," I breathed as he put me down again, "is mum all right?" I hope so," dad grinned, "she's put away a third of a bottle of vodka.". We were only talking for about 2 mins before we were saying what we'd like to do to each other and what fetishes and fantasies we had. He brought up the topic of fucking me bareback. I had never done it before out of fear of catching something but admitted it had always been a fantasy of mine so I told him we'll see how it goes.It had only been about 10 mins since we first started talking and I was on my way up to his house. That was a nervous and exciting walk, all I could think about was that. I awoke to the sensation of a fantastic head job from Barb. She turned and saw that I was awake and deep throated me again time after time until I moaned deeply, knowing that I was going to cum soon. Barb stopped, crawled up beside me and whispered 'm my car "You are not going to cum until I want you to, you won't be sorry when the time comes, so just relax and enjoy it". Well, who was I to argue? Barb kissed me long and hard and told me that she woke up horny and was ready to enjoy herself, at. . ? The robust police official had seemed so kind and understanding, actually such a jovial man... and she'd been certain he intended to let them go before Mr. Keele arrived... Then, what had happened and why? Could it be that this was the way the Keeles acquired free domestic help to serve them and maintain this elaborate home? But that was ridiculous with all the girls they had in the Detension Home not five hundred yards away... Oh, it was all too confusing... too terribly, terribly.