If I was in a foul enough mood, I could call rape, I think, but frankly I've been too lonely too long, and I couldn't bring myself to cast them out an...way."I finished my stout in several swallows then, and said, "I'll have another when they get here, with our meal, and if I ask for a third, throw my sorry ass into the street. That is, if you're not going to do it here and now, now that you know what I've done."Ian wasn't looking at me, but at something behind me. I turned to see who or what it. Spread those lips with your hands and lick her cunt. Suck on that clit, that’s daddy’s girl”.Once again she was pulled away and her daddy once again stuck his cock in her mouth. Oh fuck, she was going crazy, between the cock sucking, the pussy she was tasting and giving her daddy head, she was more turned on now than she had ever been in her life.Daddy stopped once again and grabbed Christy and told the woman and her to turn around.“What are you gonna do daddy”, his little girl asked?“Just shut. He then asked Don't you ever jack off ? I said I don't even know what it is ! So he tip toed over to my bed and laid next to me, he said grab my dick - I said WHAT ? He said you'll like it I promise, go ahead grab it. So I reached across and wrapped my fingers around his cock. It felt had yet silky smooth and very warm. I said well now what - he said jack it.....I said like jacking up a bumper jack on a car. He said let me show you on yours. So He reached into my briefs and started rubbing me. Pearson?" Philippa!" Can I get you a drink?" Yes, please ... black coffee."I saved my work and shut down the computer; I watched Philippa at the counter. There was something different ... duh! Skirt? T-shirt? She looked good. Long, glossy dark brown hair framing a sweet, oval face; nice figure, not spectacular, but ... definitely attractive. Legs. I do like a good pair of legs, and hers were perfect – at least from just above the knees down.She brought our drinks and sat down."You're looking.