Maybe the wooing was over. The text had been short and vague, with no pleasantries at all. It was so unlike him. It read, “meet me at the following ...ddress... ,” and it proceeded to give a street address. Finally, the text said that you were expected. What the fuck does that mean?Once you put it in the GPS, you could tell it was near downtown, but you had never heard of the street. The whole time you are driving, you are wondering why you are even going based on such a rude text.The answer was. The spectators were amused and confused by the gestures.He walked toward her, right into her arms. The various guests watched their tightly-wrapped bodies as they hugged. Dillon felt the bullets of her breasts against him, and whiffed the smell of fresh fruit in her hair. Their bodies clenched and their tears flowed. They didn’t want to let go.“Thank you for coming. I was hoping you would,” she said into his ear.“Of course. I had to,” he said into hers. “I loved him, Katy.”“I know. He loved you. Jab meine bat suni to wo sex kaise hua maja aya kya ye sab batien kar raha tha. Meine sunke ansuna kiya. Ab jaise hi usne call rakha wo bola mast maja karke aya hai. Kya tujhe no chahiye meine ha kar diya aur usne no share kiya. Cigarette pine bad me ghar aya aur wo aunty k bare me sochne laga ki kya bat karu n all.Sham hue to meine wo aunty ko miss call kiya. 2 min bad wo aunty ka call aya aur wo puchne lagi kon hai karke. Me unke beaut parlour k business ka pucha ki aap ghar pe aake parlour. ”Danni bit her lip. She tried not to cry but the tears trickled out anyway. He was so mean when he was drunk.“Daddy, you’re hurting me,” she said.“Do you know what happens to little girls when they stay out late?” He wrapped her braid in his fist and unzipped his fly. His cock popped out, a bulbous eight inches.She beat his chest. “No! Daddy, please, no. You’re drunk. Don’t do this.”“If you’re gonna whore around with your friends, you can whore around with me.”He shoved her face into his lap..