We’re going home. We’ve both had too much to drink.” “I’m not pissed.” “Didn’t say you was.” “You just said I’ve had too much to...drink.” “Yeah, you have. I have. We both have.” “Can I fuck you?” “What?” “Can I fuck you?” “Right, that’s it. Come on. We’re getting a taxi.” I took hold of my mate’s arm but he pushed me against the wall. “Mate, what you doing?” Fuck, he’s more pissed than what I thought he was. He was pressing his body against mine. His face was real close to mine. I could feel his. No one had ever talked to her that way and she found it very exciting.In the restroom, Slut was on her knees on the stool with Daddy behind her pounding his cock into her as hard as he could. With it being so small in there this was about the only way they could do it.“Oh, fuck, Daddy, that feels so good. I have missed you fucking me these last few days. Please keep driving it to me as I feel a good one coming on.”“I have missed you as well, Slut. I hope you are ready to get bred as I do plan. Higher and higher it slowly rose up her leg, before coming to rest, pushing gently against the swollen lips of her pussy. He circled it gently between her lips, parting them, before slowly guiding it into her slit.“Mmm,” she tried to moan as it slid smoothly into her wet pussy. There appeared to be almost no friction at all, little she could feel as he pulled it slightly out. In, out, in, out, he started to fuck her with the smooth cane, as she raised her hips, eager to take more as sensation. I was yet to discover the joy of stockings and suspenders. Now it was time to add the killer outfit. Red tartan mini skirt, and plunging t shirt stating “come and get me boy” I couldn’t have made it more obvious of my mission that night! Looking at the clock I realized I had to go or I would be caught. Grabbing my black velvet knee high boots and handbag I ran down the road and jumped on the bus just as it drew away. Panting, trying to catch my breath I gasped ” single to town please” .