“Good, thanks. How was yours?” “Mine was good as well.” Joe looked towards the bar. “I’ve been here for twenty minutes or so. I wasn’t ...ure what you might want to drink but I went ahead and ordered you a white wine. Come on, it’s over there.” He led the way back to where he had been sitting. I sat across the table from him and thanked him for the drink before taking a sip. Joe watched me replace the glass. “I have a question for you.” “Okay, what is it?” “Are you ready to have a very. Joanne took her left hand that had been resting on her dad’s lower back and slipped it under his stomach, pulling him closer into her white, woollen sweater and ensuring that he couldn’t move. The onslaught then resumed, Joanne smacking the already sore bottom in front of her, fifty more times, mainly across the centre of the large bottom, but also catching her dad in the creases between his buttocks and thighs.Once satisfied, Joanne stopped and placed the slipper on her dad’s back. She looked. I was so aroused that I came in her mouth very quickly, my cock felt like it was exploding as I came, I pumped spunk into her for ages filling her mouth so much it was running form the corners of her mouth and dripping onto her tits. She stood, leaving the dildo in my arse, and went into another room. She came back with a wine glass and a bottle of red wine. She stood in front of me and I watched as she let the spunk in her mouth dribble into the wine glass, and then filled it with the wine. . As our relationship changed Bryan and I would to meet more and more without Anne. Those meetings always started with long sloppy cock sucking. He was willing to get me turned by giving my clitty some attention, but I was always so hungry for his beautiful love tool that it definitely got much more of the attention. I loved making him so hard and loved hearing him moan as I edged him closer and closer. He would call me Bitchboi and later just Bitch or Whore which just turned on my cock sucking.