. personal matters if I didn’t relate what I was hiding, but I laughed in his face.’”“It appears his overconfidence did more harm than it help...d,” Eli observed.“So it seems. Now, not only did we humiliate him, but he’s aware we’re actively undermining his authority. He’s unlikely to go away quietly.”“No, miracles never get any easier,” Xi said, clutching her mate. “Not even for our local miracle worker.”“Hopefully this time he won’t get shot in the process,” Betty said, taking up his other. I never approached guys like this in college. However, I look better now than I did in college, relative to the rest of the available population at least. I sit next to him. I hate barstools because the foot props are always too low and they make me feel like a child. He seems amused by my discomfiture. He probably thinks I'm “cute”. He asks me what I'd like to drink. I order a single malt whisky, neat. Cute girls rarely order whisky, I've discovered. He is wearing a very sharp suit and. I want to feel you cum on my cock,” he whispered then brought his lips back up to mine, his tongue searching. His deep grinding sped up, massaging that sensitive bundle of nerves harder, and I screamed my climax into his mouth. Before I had finished cumming, he began to pound into me and seconds later, he froze, and I felt his cock again expand and throb inside me all the while he kissed me deeply. Chapter 5Daddy and I kissed, cuddled, and made love most of the day. There was hardly a dry area. She was extremely beautiful, long black hair perfect skin and body and her breasts were high and perky on her chest and she didn't even have a bra on. She looked about my age but carried herself like she was much older. Between the liquor, loud music and late night I was pretty much helpless to stop her, and it did feel good so I pretty much just sat on that couch and let her fondle my young perky breasts and run her hand up my short skirt and rub my pussy and clit until I was soaked. I should.