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After a bit of exploring I drove the jet-ski back to the yacht while Ben caressed my right tit and my pussy. I had to slow right down when his caressing took me over the edge for yet another orgasm I’m so glad that I had that O-Shot. Daddy was on the phone when we got back and I don’t think that he even knew we were back until I went and stood in amateur front of him. Shortly after that we headed back to the marina where I discovered that daddy needs babe more practice at reversing the boat; it took him 4 attempts to park it. I sat in the back for that journey; daddy was driving the boat and looking forwards all the time but Ben wasn’t and I took the opportunity to tease him by spreading my legs wide and rubbing my clit. He watched me cum again. That evening daddy took us to the Yacht Club Dinner. It felt so strange for daddy and Ben to be wearing suits, shirts, ties, socks, shoes and underpants and for me to be wearing only heels and a dress that I’m sure you could squeeze into a matchbox. I say strange, but it was nice as well, knowing that the dress would be see-through as soon as we got into the bright lights of the function room and that the slits on the front that go up well above my pussy would put my slit on display when I was anything but stood still. I was surprised to see Kate, Zoe and her parents there as well. Both Kate and Zoe were wearing some of the clothes that they had borrowed from me and I thought that they looked fantastic although they later told me that their father told them that they looked like sluts and told them that their punishment the next day would be a severe one. They weren’t sat at our table doggystyle to us which was probably a good job because I was sure that daddy would say something to Mr. Billingham about his daughter’s punishments. I was sat between daddy and Ben but that didn’t stop some of the others from noticing that they could see my tits. Well, I assume that was the reason why they were staring at my chest. After the meal and a couple of short (thankfully) speeches, the dancing started with old time ballroom dancing; daddy’s forte; and he waltzed me around the room causing the skirt part of my dress to open up and display my pussy to anyone who was looking. I, of course, loved it, and when I asked daddy if he knew what was happening to my dress he just said that he knew. Was my father deliberately exposing my pussy to all those people? It certainly appeared so, and when I later asked him why he hadn’t stopped me dancing he replied, “Would you have wanted me to stop Georgia?” “No daddy.” “I thought not.” I reached up and kissed his cheek. I finally got the chance to talk to Zoe and Kate during a break before the modern music started. They wanted to know if I’d fucked Ben and if I could get him to fuck them. I wanted to know how their punishments were going. They told me that they are still happening and that their daddy was still giving them orgasms. They told me that a big one was likely to happen soon and warned me to keep away from them for a while so that I didn’t feel obliged to share their punishment. I told indian them that I’d think of something that could get us all spanked. Zoe told me that she loved my dress and asked me where I got it; and I told them that they both looked good in their outfits. I asked them to come and dance with Ben and me so that they could flash their goodies at him. And that’s what we all did. Daddy had done enough dancing and Ben college took over with me. It was another opportunity for me to flash my goodies at him as well everyone else on the dance floor. She made a strange little noise, amateur and then fell against me, her hands clinging, with her head below my chin, as she rested on my chest. She tapped the screen again and slipped her phone in her jeans pocket. He'll get that and I'll get another sex slave. “You don’t look like a ghost to me,” he answered. Blast after blast of my jizz flooded Imogene. “I think it’s a little sore.” I made an appointment (it was boring by comparison) and when I told Ryan he started joking about a cleaner pretending to be a doctor. The trouble was I had a date with my shop girl a week babe tomorrow. I lifted up, and doggystyle the ladies stripped college me down to nothing, my cock flopped in the air as I popped back down, causing Dana to give out a little giggle. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her blaring music. “But, but there indian could be.” “Come on,” I said, knocking again. Donny had managed to avoid Marie since returning to school, but not Frank. Mary continued rocking her hips back and forth until she felt she had adjusted well enough to the welcomed intrusion to her body. Then I sank into her depths.