We keep our agreements,” I said, quoting the Kiva line.“When?” she asked eagerly but then dipped her head and said, “I was just asking ‘caus..., well the girls will all ask me.””You’ll have to ask Chief Mercer that one. After the Bath house is built anyway.” “We have the Bath House all built,” she said brightly. “Oh it is wonderful I helped lay the tile and ..” she trailed off and looked down at the bowl. “I better take this back and keep it warm for you.” She said with a serious look. She. We danced a few dances and while on the dance floor, we noticed her husband and the young girl slip out one of the side doors. That was all Sue needed, as she grabbed my hand and the two of us went out a door on the opposite side of the building. We walked out into the parking lot away from the lights and she laid across the hood of a small sports car, pulling her panties off and spreading her legs for me. I had my pants down and my cock in my hand before she could say "fuck me" and I rammed it. "Daddy. Is that your pj bottoms on the floor?" Carrie Sue asked. Oh my gosh, they were. "Daddy, are you naked?" she asked this time. And she pulled up the sheet and peeked underneath. "Daddy, you are", she exclaimed, "and are you hard?" She was right again. I was so embarrassed. "Let me see," she said, and pulled the sheet off me, exposing my cock, hard, sticking straight up. "Oh, my goodness, daddy," she gasped, "just like in the movie." "Well, no, not quite, honey," I said, not knowing quite. "Oh, fuck, Ron! That's so nasty." "You want to, don't you?" "Oh, God yes! But what if I get caught? What if somebody walks in on me or there's a security camera or something?" I laughed at her. "You fucking slut. Don't give me that shit. We both know you don't care. Look at what you did at the restaurant Saturday night in front of your own mom and dad, and on the way home. All you care about is getting fucked. So go do it." "Okay," she whispered meekly. "Oh. I almost forgot. I want you to buy.