One night, at about 1 am, i forwarded her a simple message, hoping for her to reply. I waited and waited for half an hour and as i was about to loose ...ope, my mobile vibrates, and there she was, online. “U still awake?”, she asked me and thus started our whatsapp conversation.In a few days, we started to chat a lot and got very close to each other. One day, she asked me, all the time i keep talking to her, doesn’t my gf complain; i told her that to complain i need to have gf first and she was. We worked out as we normally would for the first hour. Then Jen and I put on the complete training gear. I wanted to see just how much of a blow we could deliver to each other and not get hurt. I told her what I was going to do and to let me know immediately if the blows were too much. We went full bore for the next hour; some of the blows were delivered so hard that we were being knocked off our feet. Whatever material the body protection was made of was impressive at absorbing the blows.At. “What do you mean?” I didn’t know why he asked me that question. “I mean… If I let you bend me over this table, and then fuck my pussy deep and hard, would you always let me get away from problems?” I asked. Mr. Wayne wasn’t an idiot to say, ‘Yes,’ without thinking about anything. What if I would do something really wrong and bad in future? I didn’t let Mr. Wayne think a lot, as I stood up, reached for my panties under the skirt, and pulled them down. I was showing the real slutty side of me. I. ‘Matt, stay with me till Daddy gets home in a couple of hours. Please?’ I would have been insane not to, here was a young girl clearly in distress, never mind she’d been my best friend’s daughter. We sat in the living room and talked awhile, Casey eventually calming down. ‘You know your dad always tells me to look in on you and take care of you while he’s gone,’ I reassured her. ‘I’m just glad this was one of the days I was home.’ Casey gently rubbed my thigh. ‘And I’m so glad. Don’t leave me..