By me or by Misty? Maybe a little of both."Please Daddy, hurt me now." She dropped her eyes to the ground and knelt there, before me. I took her right...hand and brought him to my heavy Boy. She caressed him and I spoke, "Yes Trixie. Daddy's idea of good foreplay is first I use my belt on your pussy. I think, because you haven't done this before, we had better tie you to the bed. Don't you think?" Yes Daddy. Tie me up good and tight so I can't get away." Trixie had started to pant now. I yanked. What in the world was this old man thinking? "Sir? I'm not understanding you." Jason said in a low voice.The old man just laughed hysterically. "You have to know what I'm talking about young man. Maybe your little sister doesn't know because she's so young, but you're a man you must know."Jason frowned and held on to my hand. His hand was sweaty and hot. I knew he was just as frightened as I was."Sir, look we've got money if that's what you want. But please just let us go. We're sorry we. By the time he left, I was getting hard again, and I asked my date if she was in the mood for something hot. She said she was, so I asked her to get down under the table and blow me again. She sat still for a moment, then smiled a wicked smile and slid down off her seat.I spread my legs for her, and she quickly unzipped my pants and had my cock out. She started blowing me, and she was still at it when the server came back with our drinks. When he saw my date blowing me, he set our drinks down. ‘Ewan. No! Not tonight, not tomorrow night, not any night. Do I have to make it plainer?’ Ewan sneered. ‘Ah, I don’t know why I bothered. You’re probably not worth it anyway. You prefer old men who won’t run too fast for you, if you know what I mean.’ Stan bristled. Denise didn’t bother, she reacted, lifting a hand to strike, but Stan, behind and on that side, automatically reached out and caught the arm, preventing Denise from getting herself fired. He was about to say something when Ewan.