It was all he had in his car.He couldn’t believe that his daughter was going into a strip joint. It seemed an upscale one. He too went in. He sat at...a table near the back and ordered a drink. It was an all-nude establishment. He didn’t see his daughter anywhere.He continued to sip his drink and waited to see if she was a dancer. He couldn’t believe his beautiful daughter was in an establishment like this. First, she came from a good home. Her parents made a good living and didn’t understand why. “We’ll slow things down a little, chaps.” I said, “let’s get some artistic shots done shall we?” There was laughter at that. “Let’s start with you Michael – you’re sporting a fairly spectacular, what shall we say, ‘level of excitement’ aren’t you? John, you can direct proceedings, let’s get some shots of Michael entering me shall we?”John gasped. So did Michael, but his was accompanied by the widest grin I’d ever seen. I was going to let him screw me and he couldn’t believe it. None of them. Her breath was shuddering now and growing more rapid as I slid my wet tongue deep into her ass. A low scream left her lips and she vibrated with need. Three quick, deep thrusts and she arrived. Her thighs under my hands were rock hard with tension. Suddenly they relaxed completely and fell on either side of me. Her head rolled from side to side as if denying that it ever happened. I lay my head on her mound for a few minutes of rest for both of us.I started again but this time I gently circled. She was appalled that such a thing was happening and wanted to know exactly what was going on. She called the best detective in the business and was told that he could not take her case for personal reasons, leading her to think that perhaps he was the one investigating her. She called another equally qualified detective and soon had her information at hand. He followed her lead and discovered that his old colleague and good friend was the detective he was looking for, Brandon’s PI. During.