Guys were giving her the eye and offering to help almost immediately. She started flirting with some of them. After a few minutes, she came back and a...ked me if I wanted her to bring somebody to the car. I agreed immediately and my dick got rock hard as soon as she said it. She had talked to several different guys and I wondered which one she was talking about so I asked her. She gave me that look and said: “You know” Only one of the men she flirted with was black and she knew how that turned. A real family. That wants me.’ I felt the smallest ping of hurt at not being her sole source of happiness in the world anymore. Sometimes I really hate my ego. ‘You know what this means?’ A happy realization! ‘What?’ ‘You have someone to walk you down the aisle now.’ She smiled. ‘I was going to ask Stacy to do it. She’s the closest thing to a parent I’ve had since those bastards went away.’ I smiled. Those bastards did indeed go away. Far away. Dani would never hear from her rapists again. They. Your head comes up and back as far as possible. Then I hear it. A familiar sound. The sound of fingers assaulting your depths. This is more than a finger probing. This is purposeful thrusting—at least three fingers in search of a burst of deep, rolling pleasure.Fucking sounds overcome the relative quiet of the room. They are wet sounds. The sounds of a lusty liquid-saturated pussy being invaded in short, fast strokes again and again.Your ass just grinds. Rolls and grinds. Searches. Climbs my. It’s made me lift my head and close my mouth. I thought something was wrong, but no – she seems to be enjoying it. Wanting it. Clenching her fists as she squeaks.Fuck this – I’m off to get a drink of water.It’s not even quiet in the kitchen, I can still hear them. I walk back to the door thinking that they are coming to the end but they don’t seem to be. Back for some more water, I think.I plod back into the room and look up at them. Maybe if I just sit here and look at them then one of them.