He had never been so loved, so sucked and so fucked in all his life. He was cared for in all his needs, fed and pampered and he got to fuck the three hottest pussy’s he could ever wish for and three tightest arses he could ever have imagined. But come Monday his euphoria started to slip away. “She is home today.” He said not mentioning her name. “Oh don’t worry about her dad.” Lesley said, “In fact your not getting dressed yet. Because as soon as she gets home I am going to fetish suck on your cock and you tight pussy are going to fuck me right in front of her. She can’t do anything about it.” “You are kidding right.” He said, a little shocked. “Nope.” Linda said, “You’ll see.” He wasn’t so sure. When I arrived home the girls all ran up to me and gave me a huge hug. As they were only dressed in night dresses or dressing gowns I knew they Hardcore had made dad a very happy man. The fact that he was sitting Euro on the settee in just his boxers confirmed that fact. I had already told mum she was to say nothing when we arrived. “Mum.” I said, “Make the tea.” The look on pov dads face was a mass of confusion and I did nothing to ease that fact, I just sat in my usual seat. Mum brought my tea and put dads on his side table. She then sat in her chair. Fifteen minutes later she emerged from the bathroom, she looked stunning. “Watching you this sad is suffering enough.” I replied with a tone of seriousness. Laura nodded, sniffling. Emma asked, a little sheepishly. Having answered several Hardcore questions after class and prepared the Day 2 Euro material for tomorrow; It was already dark at 610 pm as she left the large conference room where the training was held and got on the elevator to go to her 3rd floor tight pussy room. “To follow her.” But before the strangers can act, my time runs out. She choked and the remaining ropes and ropes of my hot semen fell on her neck and blouse and hands. Jake did as he was told, letting more of her big cock into his mouth. I followed her panties down, kissing into her butt-crack. She seemed mesmerized by the sight. She..." he whimpered softly and she gave him a gentle reassuring squeeze, "She broke up with me..." he finally managed, though his tone weirdly, seemed a little defensive. Then she remembered the golden pov cherry she had been keeping hidden in her cleavage. But that didn't stop fetish me from grabbing the limbs.