I got home and fired up the grill. Sarah was still out with her friends. I finally had a moment to myself. What a day. I couldn't believe it. Between gangbanging Sarah and making love to Ava, my head was swirling. I heard the front door open. “Dad?” Sarah called. She followed the smell of the grilled steak. “In the back, Sar,” I replied. “Oh, thank God. You’re dressed,” she exhaled. “Peach is drunk. I had to drive us home...