It was some time before she noticed Florence, staring at my house from the other side of the road. When Florence knocked at my door, Kylie listened wi...h a glass at the wall and to the sound of our frenzied fucking she fingered herself to a lonely climax. She longed for Saturday, when I had asked her to lend me a hand. A few miles away, at the flat, Fran and Connie were in front of the television. It was no ordinary show they were watching. I had told them the day before that, being out of the. This guy must have been either really rich or really drunk. I noticed an unusual accent on him also. “Where you from?” I asked, making conversation.“East Coast.” He replied, though I wasn’t convinced. Maybe East Coast by way of Jamaica. “What brings you here?” My curiosity piqued.“I heard this is a good place to get a good drink and... pick up some good ass.” He smiled as he said. I laughed at his bluntness. “You know normally you might be right but it is summer and all the students are home.. I am wearing business pants and a tight button-up shirt, the pants do not hide my erection at all. I am still hard, and it’s only getting worse. I went from cumming once or twice a day to nothing in two weeks. My cock would fuck just about anything right now without hesitation. I adjust myself and continue my way to get my bags. After that, it is a quick ride back to my apartment to prepare for the evening with Rebecca.The ride from the airport took longer than anticipated, Rebecca will be here. This time I was more careful, taking in just a bit, then moving up and down on him, coming down a little bit further, taking in a little bit more every time.Eventually I worked my way to the root, pressing my bottom firmly against Daddy's lap, nestling his hard cock inside my little pussy.I next leaned forward, placing my hands on his knees, and slowly moving my ass back and forth on his lap, stretching myself on his thick shaft.Daddy began squeezing and massaging my ass as he growled, "Goddamn.