MMMM, I moaned, spit running from my mouth. Faster and faster he went until I felt his balls tighten in my hand and heard the groan, followed by a ma...sive spurt of cum hitting the back of my throat. Julian was so deep in my throat that his cum easily went down my throat. He pulled his glistening spit and cum covered cock from my throat. I smiled, looked up at him and kissed the head of his cock. “Nice to finally meet you”, I said. Julian smiled rubbed my cheek and said, “We are going to be. I heard her breathing quicken slightly. Mind you, this all happened in the few seconds it took Vanessa to find her bottle of vodka. As my fingers reached her pussy, they hovered over her wetness for just a second. I could have easily touched her, if only for a second, and gotten some contact with that pussy that I wanted so much, but instead I pulled my hand out of her skirt well before Vanessa had found the bottle she was looking for. I winked at Jen, who frowned with the cutest, little. "That isn't funny. We all think you are psychotic," Jeremy said."Take it easy. I know he isn't real. He's a ghost," I informed him."Oh that makes me feel so much better," Jeremy said.I ignored him as I kept my eyes on the crowd. I knew there were several people watching the crowd with better threat assessment skills than me, but I watched them anyway. I didn't concentrate on the other diners as much as the waiters and cooks.The 'Girls' ate from the breakfast buffet, but Arnold Dovecheck had his. But I tried to keep my composure. I couldn't let her get to me towhere she might find out the truth. Of course I did have major fantasiesof everything I write but never ever wanted any of it to actually happenfor real. She is my daughter and that's the only way I thought of her. Mystories about daughters and daddies were just a way to play out mythoughts by writing about them. And it was exciting and stimulating to doit. But only on paper and in my mind."Well daddy, I hear what you're saying.