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In my ear, he then whispered, quietly this time, “Time for our special hammer time”. I wasn’t even confused any more. I knew he was worked up - and oh gosh, I was too. This would simply, out of pure necessity, have to be a one-time occurrence, where we would do some naked hugging even though we weren’t alone in the house. As he moved me onto my anal feet, he said “skedaddle to my bed and get ready”. Doing as he’d suggested, I went to the master bedroom, yanking down my t-shirt to cover my stiffy as I walked to the windows and closed the blinds. Subsequently, I took off my socks and t-shirt. As usual, I found the slippery lube in the bedside table and put a click of it on my love hole before I got under the creampie covers, stark naked. Within a minute, Daddy entered the room, shedding an item of clothing for every step. He wasted no time crawling under the covers and getting on top of me. Resting on my cumshot back, I spread my legs. His fuckstick nosed around the entrance of my boycavity before he, in a resolute push, entered with a groan. As he was beginning to pound me, I was trying to suppress my moans since he had left the door open. I tried hushing him while managing my own sounds in as best I could, but it was difficult. He didn’t even care about my attempts to point out that the door wasn’t closed. Everything was going fine – well, in all honesty Daddy was being perhaps a bit too rough with his thrusts, but I had experience in enduring it - until his friends showed up. My view of them was largely obstructed by Daddy’s upper body which was leaned in over me. I could hear them though, and looking through the space between Dad’s arm amateur and hip, I saw them in the doorway. “No. Fuckin’. Way.”, Diego said in disbelief. “I mean, I got that you weren’t playing around, but still… You gotta be shittin’ me!”. I wished Daddy had stopped humping away between my little, spread legs. Had he stopped immediately, we could have at least tried to… I don’t know, maybe pretend like we had become tired and went to rest, together. But no, he still went to town in my boycunt, with even more fervor now that we had an audience. “I… I, don’t even… You’re.. DOING IT – actually dooooing it!?”, George exclaimed. “T-this is so… crazy! I gotta see this! He moved closer to the bed and then I heard him ask “May I?”. After Daddy had answered “Yes”, the duvet was pulled away from our naked, interlocked bodies. I didn’t merely feel well and truly exposed; what’s worse was the panic that set in about how the top-secret no-no that we were doing, couldn’t be glossed over. They must have had a clear view of his boner being inside of me. Daddy, Stepdad, Richard – in my head he was all of those things - didn’t seem to care though, he continued working to relieve his bottled-up pressure. This was not normal. OK, like, I knew we were doing an abnormal thing, but that was just for us to know. Between the two of us, it had become something normal. Now, all of a sudden, there were his friends watching us, watching me getting as much as ever before of my dad’s thing as it was being ceaselessly shoved into me blowjob like a piston. That instant, our secret was no longer merely ours any more. A bit self-conscious about my skinny body and about the whole thing of being a daddy-fucker, I took the edge of the duvet and held it to my little chest, trying to hide at least some small part of me. “Oh man! Look at that! H-How’s it feel?”, George asked in wonder. “Best f-fuck ever, I’m t-tellin’ you”, Daddy blurted out in a moan. Not that I could see much of Diego or George from where I was, underneath Daddy, but I turned my head the other way anyways. “How does anal that feel? A drop of creampie cum was oozing out of it as I sucked it into my mouth again. You only told me about Julie.” Amanda saw James’ eyes widen and his mouth slightly open as he leered at my semi-transparent bikini that showed a visible ‘camel toe’ in the crotch. Daintily she licks each strand and drip into her mouth as if it was icing off a cake amateur or melted chocolate off a spoon. The upperclassmen, meanwhile, were cheering and whooping happily. I am torn between shooting my load down your throat or on your face and tits. “Let me save you the trouble. I pondered the ethics of the situation for a moment before my eyes fell upon the gaping moist insides of Delicious’s rectum, and my mouth watered at the ruby color. Not just the mechanics but the ways to keep from getting pregnant and still have fun and be popular without being a slut.” I heard more murmurs while we were tied. I even walked passed a couple of shops and cafés before I eventually went back to the jet-ski and back to the yacht. I left enough money on the table to cover our meals and drinks and cumshot walked away. It was as hard blowjob as I had ever seen it and a dark red in color. Jen and I chatted.