She would just laugh at me and remind me that she was an old married lady, but I sensed that she would eventually cave if I just kept after her.One ni...ht I was sitting at the bar watching Bea's fine ass wiggle as she walked back and forth behind the bar when the back door opens and in walks a wet dream; long black hair, sparkling green eyes, and a body that most women would kill for. This vision walks to the end of the bar, sits down on the stool next to me, gives me a thousand-watt smile and. I run my tongue over his head and shaft. His cock is so hard and smooth. I open my mouth wider. He moves farther back into my throat. My saliva starts pooling and dripping down my chin. He groans. I feel his hand in my hair tighten. He starts thrusting harder - faster - into my mouth. “That’s it, baby. Swallow my cock,” he whispers. “Swallow my cock, my beautiful whore.”He thrusts faster. I feel his cock head glide down the back of my throat. It feels wonderfully thick. I moan over it, knowing. ." She paused so I said, "I'm yoursurrogate daughter that's what you mean." She came over and hugged me."Exactly sweetheart, but I love you as a daughter." Then she went intothe lounge leaving Amy to get and open another bottle of wine, I glancedat her, and I think we both had tears in our eyes.Supper was quite easy for me to cook, half an hour before it was readydad arrived home and went into the lounge to relax with a G&T, finallythe garlic chicken, potato wedges and salad and crusty bread. I had bought several gallons of sweet tea so I poured a glass for Robin and I. We sat on the stools at the kitchen bar, I was pretty tired. “Robin, I can’t thank you enough for helping me today. There’s no way I would have gotten all this done.”, I said, squeezing her hand softly. “I enjoyed it, Tim. But you still owe me an evening of swimming.”, she giggled. “Anytime Robin.”, I replied. “How about right now ?’, she asked.“Uh….. I guess that would be ok. Do you have a bathing suit with you ?”,.