I pulled on a black satin thong, which I liked to sunbathe in beside our pool. All the directions and the positions I had adopted made me almost unbearably randy and soon a splotch of spunk erupted and struck Darla across the lips. My father took my place in Darla’s mouth and licked at his wife’s wet pussy, while I entered the bondage star’s tight, hot cunt and felt Lucy grab my head and drag my mouth and tongue to her sweet-smelling snatch. “Sex Slut Number 1,” I called, then “and Sex Slut Number ….” I paused, deliberately, then added “3.” The two women got to their feet, flanked me, Darla cupping my balls, Mom fondling my cock and we walked away. “Look at those tits – are they real?” I gasped. She planted a kiss on my mouth, then turned to her husband: “Pool party, Tom? “I thought we’d invite your sister Darla over for the party – give her a call,” said my father, tossing his mobile phone across to Linda, who caught it deftly
