”“Does he make you call him that?” Dion asked, getting more adventurous now and brushing his fingers inside my bra cups, pushing his boundaries ...nd slowly looking for a nipple.“No, I just like to,” I said. I looked down as his dark hands fondled my pale skin. Why wasn’t I stopping him? I proved they were real, all I had to do was pull away. But I didn’t. “Baby, I’m gonna be honest with you,” he said as one of his fingers brushed against my nipple. The electricity of the situation meant it was. ‘No, but I was wondering where you went. Your drink is getting warm.’ ‘Just checking on my daughter.’ ‘And the bitch?’ ‘Lucy, she’s the mother of my children. I don’t like it when you call her that.’ ‘Perhaps a wrong choice of words on my part. But I wonder, Ben, can she do this?’ Lucy gripped his neck and met his lips in a passionate kiss, twining her tongue around his. She tasted of vodka and stale cigarettes, but even that didn’t matter. He dropped his hand on her knee, and moved his. I licked her clean little twat good and then stood up and pushed my bare cock into her.She was so wet at this point between her natural juices and my licking that I just fucked away like crazy. Looking down at those big grey eyes of hers and brown hair like my step sisters. Her firm tits bouncing each time I thrust into her. I could see her belly bulge out a little every time I pushed into her. She was sooooooo hot for a fuck and I was being her first.We had been in there fucking about ten. McAlton?"The man offered a hand and Rob shook it, noting his grip was firm but not overpowering."That I am, but you can call me Archer for now. Mind if I call you Robby?" he asked."Rob, please. I outgrew Robby a while ago." He reflected it wasn't really all that long ago. His mind boggled at the changes since Halloween."Rob it is," Archer said, breaking into his woolgathering. "Why don't I show you the dojo and then ask you some questions, and we'll see if what I have to offer will work for.