Presumably it was about the engagement, and I had a sneaking suspicion who was receiving it. Once that was done, she looked up and saw me staring. She...winked and jerked her head at the door.As we headed for the car, I asked, where she wanted to go next. That stopped her—for about five seconds. She asked about the distance to Union. This confirmed my suspicion that she had just text Francine Martel. Unfortunately, it was already late, and we could not make the playhouse before 10:30 PM. Then she. I stopped looking at her and began to remove my jeans. I unbuckled by belt and slid them down my waist, leaving me naked except for my briefs. I was so turned on and the unforgiving fabric managed to outline my semi-erect cock. I hoped it wasn’t noticeable. I felt a pair of eyes on me. Sophie was now removing her jeans. I watched her pull them over her sexy wide hips and pull them over her ankles. I glimpsed a pair of black panties that matched her bra before we both pulled back the duvet and. “Fuck your little girl Daddy. Fuck your little whores cunt!” He wrapped his arms around my waist and flipped me onto the bed. “Get on your hands and knees your little whore!” He shouted at me. I quickly obliged. “You decide slut. Where do you want Daddy to cum? Your cunt, your asshole, or your mouth?” “Mmmmmmm my asshole Daddy! Fuck my ass!” Daddy grabbed me around the waist again and started pushing the head of his cock into my ass. “Gentle or rough baby girl?” He asked. “Rough Daddy. Fuck. I have just had my Dad on the phone.”“Oh? What did he want? Looking for his rent from us?”“No, he didn’t know any of you were semi-resident here. He says he got a call from my cleaner yesterday, as he pays her wages. She complained that she was paid for cleaning this house on the basis of me being here alone. With the additional residents, her time spent cleaning and tidying up has increased, so she was wanting to know how many hours a week she would now be paid for.”“Oh,” said Freda. “We are.