Lack of sleep and the situation at work hadresulted in her being extremely stressed.She both loved and hated her job at moments like this. Even with t...estress of so many people counting on her, she lived for the excitement,and yet another chance to prove herself. That was probably her biggestcharacter flaw, her constant need to prove just how good she was at herjob. For the last eleven years, she had worked for an engineering firm inthe Pacific Northwest, ever since she earned her masters. Well daddy, if you dont want to cum quick I guess you will have to help me out. Because I do This was music to my ears, so I stood up too and pushed her backwards onto the bed. I took a good look at my little sex pot and got down on my knees and put my face near her crotch. Now baby, you do want this dont you? Once we start there is no going back? Yes yes Daddy. Just do it already im horny! With that I tore off her cotton panties and looked at her virgin cunt. I dove straight in, licking around. Perhaps my eyes and face were sending him messages of what my mind was thinking. I was sure he recognized how my nipples remained erect throughout dinner and they would certainly recognize the cum dripping from my pussy, through the wrought iron chair seat onto to the patio surface. I was excited. I recognized in myself how good that felt and how much I relished the feeling. Jake had pushed me of late, maybe faster than he originally might have intended. Maybe. But, each one, each push, each. Where was Giselle? She was supposed to contact Monsieur le Carre. Kirk looked at his phone one more time. Should he wait?“Daddy!” Frieda squealed as she answered her phone on the fourth ring.“Interrupting, am I?” he teased.“No!” Frieda shrieked. “I mean, we’re almost heading b--heading up. Upstairs.”“What? Are you OK?” he frowned. “Where’d you eat? Did you take him to that Thai place you like?”“Eat?” Freida gasped. “Oh, um. No. We just, uh, grabbed McDonald’s.”“And you lost track of time,” Kirk.