“Oh my god,” whined Parris.“You like dat dick,” checked Tank.“Hell yeah! You got some good muthafuckin’ dick, nigga!”“Dat pussy feel s... good!”“Give it to me, daddy! Fuck me with that big dick.”“Oh shit! You takin’ it too! Git up on yo’ knees.”Parris raised up on all fours.“Look at dat phat ass,” Tank mused as he smacked Parris’ behind.“Ooh, daddy! I love it when you spank me! I’ve been a bad li’l faggot,” the bottom whimpered.“You have? Daddy gon’ spank you fah real!”“Yes, daddy! I love it!. Louise repeatedly said she was so sorry, even though the thought of her wanking another cock and making it cum was a turn on she had still got to learn to behave unless instructed otherwise by me, her daddy. Grabbing a handfull of her hair i steered her into the room. Pushing her into the chair, agai i reminded her what a slut she had been. I told her yo give me the panties she had worn that night. Holding them up to my face i could smell the sluts pussy on them. The gusset though now dry. “Come to Manchester, as soon as possible, to this address,” I recited it quickly, annoyed that the voice commands were harder to deliver whenever sound or volume weakened, “by yourself, no staff, no security, no press, nobody. Is that clear? Take only what luggage you can carry with you on a commuter flight from Heathrow.”“Yes, of course. I’ll purchase a ticket and be right there. Why am I doing this? Oh, well, I’m bloody well doing it, damn ... there, I’ve booked the flight. So, I’m not. It was late now on a Thursday, after 10:00. The Hilton I was staying athad a second floor meeting area with a large registration/reception hallthat was always empty this time of night, and the elevators stopped atthat floor. I figured I could walk down the hallway to the elevator, andif empty, take it to the deserted 2nd floor. I could walk around for awhile, then take the elevator back up to the room. Maybe, just maybe, ifI somehow worked up the nerve, I could go for a walk around the.