This is the romantic chapter. Also before I start my story I would like to say I read the comments and I was shocked, very shocked. I would also like ...o say THANK YOU to the comments that I have, but frankly there is to parts of this story. I would also say this story does NOT turn me on, at all. Its disgust I know, it’s actually the second chapter that’s romantic. Also that was the first time of me making a story, so thank you for the wonderful comments. When I saw the comments it did shock. Jane even suggested that he might be gay. It was all Sam could do to avoid jumping in to deny it. As usual, the champagne had flowed and Samantha had her fair share. The other girls got a taxi to the station leaving her alone with Ryan.She’d booked a suite in The Grand for the night and had intended to get a taxi, but Ryan insisted on driving her. It seemed ungrateful not to invite him to dinner. From that point, there was only going to be one outcome.It was a warm spring and the pressure from. I want you take it. I want my Daddy to take my ass.” that was all I needed to hear. I pulled from her sopping wet pussy and slide up to her puckered hole. I heard a soft gasp as the tip of my cock made contact and she braced herself. I couldn’t help but groan as I slowly slide a few inches up into her asshole. “More Daddy. I want it all. I want ever inch up my ass. Shove that fat cock up my ass!” her wish was my command. I pushed forth until I was buried, ball deep, up Brittany’s ass. It was. It was a bit of fun getting my kit off to show myself in public, in transport and shopping malls, pubs and men's toilets, a schoolgirl's fantasy shot, being naked between a pair of men's urinals and having sex listening to man pissing and coughing.Either was he had a collection over the year, and once he let me look over them, I sensed something was not right, they were all me and he had them hidden from deletion.One night we had a blazing row, we were arguing a lot now and I think we both.