Johnny was a 'right down to bizz' type, wasting no time with chit-chat, or rubby dubby feely feely bs. Soon as we walk in the door of his room, he bar...s out 'strip'.I kinda chuckle as I peel off my tank, and then sitting on the bed to loose my cowboy boots. After the Levi's, then standing there in just a jock, he tells me to pause for a minute. He asked me for the third time how old I was, and I repeat 17 for the third time. He just shook his head and said that was a lot of fuckin hair on my. There was a wooden bench, a sink with running water, an old mattress, some iron rings set into the walls, and a small fridge, stocked with drinks.And my recording equipment.The plan had been for me to grab her on the other side of town, put her in my white Transit van and bring her to my place. This was to be the week following. I had been checking the equipment in the cellar, making sure the video and stills cameras were loaded and ready to go. As a security precaution my van was parked well. Daddy bent down and began to lick his cum from me. He said that it was different from mine or moms cum, but he enjoyed it, cuz it was in my pussy.We kissed some more and got dressed. Daddy met me upstairs and told me that he would see me later. I left for work, watching daddy thru the window wave to me with his dick hanging from his zipper. I just giggled as I drove off.I get to work and see a few guys looking at the boy toys and asks for my help. I walk over to themand asnwer their. I finally found the tan shorts I had been looking for. Next I wanted the new tee shirt I found. I continued rummaging through the bags. "This would go really well with your shorts." Virginia remarked. She picked up the pale yellow tank top that Christy had picked out for me, from the bed. "Really, you think?" It was snug fitting. Christy had insisted I buy it, and a few other things like it. "Absolutely." I grabbed the bag with the sneakers I bought and got out my new white Keds. Virginia was.