He was also drawn to the front of his shorts. His bulge was rock hard and ready to burst out. Brandon was aching to be with Megan. He had daydreams of...taking his tongue and tasting her honey pot, feeling her breasts in his hands, and sucking on her perky nipples. ‘Honey, it’s time to wake up,’ he softly told her. She opened her eyes and smiled. Looking down at his shorts she could tell that he was very aroused and she could feel just how wet she had gotten in her sleep. With this devilish grin. He started circling my pink hole with his fingers, prodding it at first, and when I pushed back against them, slid one in. I let out a moan with his hard cock still between my lips. "Do you like it?", he asked with his fingers deep inside me. "Yes, daddy" I replied, lifting my head from his lap. "Do you want me to fuck your tight little ass?", he continued, "I can be gentle for your first time". "I'd like that", I said, my lust overpowering any feelings of shyness or embarrasment. I watched him. Suddenly the office chair slid back and Daddy’s hand grasped her wrist sharply twisting her arm. He looked down with intense eyes, ‘Girl, what are you doing?’ Her face turned a crimson red as she blushed deeply and slowly removed the finger from her cunt, absolutely mortified. He rephrased the question,’What did I tell you about distracting me while I’m trying to work?’ With eyes pointed towards the floor she pleaded her case. ‘You told me to be quiet, I wasn’t talking Daddy…’ He scoffed, ‘Are. This went on for many miles until she finally had to pull off at an exit and get gas.He of course pulled off at the same exit and he parked his car and walked over and introduced himself. They talked for a while and then he suggested that they stop and have a drink at the next exit that had a bar. So they both got back into their cars and kept driving. Eventually, they saw a sign that said “bar next exit” or something along those lines. My wife said that she was thinking all the way up to.