A frisson of excitement raced through her as she noticed him approachinghe was tall thank god. It was so tiresome having fat little trollshitting on h...r because of her height. He was nice looking but not quitehandsome and glancing at his hand a ring perfect!David saw the tall curvy woman in the sexy outfit across the room, hewatched her for a few minutes to make sure she was alone. Dressed theway she was he was sure she would be. She was here for one thing and hewould be happy to oblige her.As. Ransome?" she asked in a voice that boomed across the restaurant, "Is it?" What are they saying, Bridget?" he replied calmly, knowing what was coming."That you are really an Arab pretending to be white?"Silence fell across the whole restaurant as all the other diners waited for his response."I have never made any secret of the fact that my mother was English and my father was Kobekistani," he said."Well we don't want any part-blacks here," she declared, "Australia is for the whites, especially. “Oh fuck!” I said as I felt my girl’s tongue flicking on the underside of my cock head! She had a hand on my balls, slowly massaging them as her head started to slowly bob up and down on her Dad’s hard cock! She picked up her pace as she felt my balls tighten up, “Sarah, I’m going to cum!” I warned her. She didn’t stop! “FUCK!” I cried out as my cum started to shoot out of my cock into my daughter’s waiting mouth! “Fuck sweetie! FUCK!” I cried out as I felt her mouth swallowing all my cum! I. That there couldn't be. But her mind was suddenly having a hard time fully believing it. Had she just been fooling herself? Had she come here on false pretenses, secretly hoping for something else? Her need to tell Andrea off, to make sure she stayed away from their apartment – was it in actuality a need to see her, to make sure she didn't stay away? Was that possible?There was no denying that her pussy was drenched. That her nipples were hard little diamonds of pleasurable pain. There was no.