I knew my daddy loved me there and then.As girls we know the empowering effect we have on men if we wear stockings and garter belts. The first time I ...ore such attire, I masturbated myself whilst looking in a full length mirror, I loved the sight of my female body dressed like that, and putting two and two together, had sex in the back seat of my fathers car, in my head, feeling his cock gratify me. It was a sexual fantasy of course, marrying the two things that turned me on, as long as I kept. The guy's friends seemed more concerned with drinking the bottles I paid for.After a while, my girlfriend and this guy got up to start dancing. I moved towards the bar to buy myself drinks, seeing as I couldn't exactly go to my table and drink my own bottles without having to face the shame of explaining that those were my bottles they were drinking and that was my girlfriend their friend was dancing with. I kept an eye on my girlfriend and her new friend, hoping some harmless flirting and. He was indeed muddy, but he didn’t want to admit to that, especially not to the first person who had engaged him in conversation so far. He fought against the instinctual desire to skulk out of view of the massive predator, choosing to assert himself instead, it was perhaps ill-advised but she couldn’t do much to harm him in this crowded venue.“I know what a Borealan is,” he replied, trying to appear more confident than he really was.Her ears twitched, and he wasn’t quite sure what her reaction. "I always wanted to do that to a guy". I could tell by her face that she enjoyed that a lot. I thought I saw her smirk.I noticed her inner thighs were wet in her juices. She noticed my gaze."Want to lick me out?" - she asked.I did. I really wanted to taste her again. I nodded."I'll let you lick me." - she paused - "but in exchange you'll give me your second testicle". And as she said that, she moved her hips slightly to the side. She looked irresistible. All I wanted is her pussy on my face.I.