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I heard some light music from the basement. There were clearly a lot of people here- shoes and coats were littered all over the foyer. It was only when I saw the bras that I knew something wasn't right. Right there on the steps leading to the basement were at least three or four bras- all clearly from different people. Now I was really intruiged! I still couldn't quite figure out how so many people could be down there without making more noise. I was paralyzed with fear that I would be caught but the thrill of finding out what was going on proved overwhelming. I crept down the stairs carefully skipping the creaky third step. Now I could hear laughter intermingling with the occasional moan. By this time my dick was struggling to rip through my pants because I knew those moans could only be coming from nasty sex.

I'll never forget for the rest of my life what I saw next. There in the same room that I had played countless games of nerf basketball with my friends, where I had first necked with my cousin was my Dad sitting on a leather chair with three different women licking his balls. None of them were my mother. Each acted like my Dad's cock was the tastiest dessert they had ever eaten.