Finally, the man blasted off so powerfully that his essence flew out of his cannon and shot me directly in my throat almost choking me with the amount...and the viscosity of the man seed. I was lucky that only a little of his hot slush coated my lips and only a couple of drops fell on my shirt.By the time I cleaned my face and the big spot on my shirt, the cock was pulled back into the other booth. I made sure, I looked decent before leaving my spot and was almost ready when the door was heard. .. very jealous, and if it got back to her I went and got a coffee with the 'math babe' as you're called, I might just get kicked out of bed," I said."They call me the 'math babe, ' Terry?" Her giggle was divine."I have never called you that before -- but I have heard the term used before Susan." Isn't that sweet, Terry – well, I certainly don't want you to get 'kicked out of bed' because of little ole me," she said walking away.Yipes!I waited for Allison outside the building she's taking her. Carly needed money, and now she needed a job. Her parents stopped sending her allowance when her GPA dropped her first semester in college. Carly’s roommate, Blair, offered to get her a job at The Spur, the local dive-bar. But that involved immature frat boys and that wasn’t Carly’s scene. She turned away from the mirror, grabbed her keys, and drove to her first job interview. Michael stared at the prim girl sitting in front of him. She sat nervously, perched on the edge of her chair, fiddling. "Oh yeah?" I acted out mock shock. "And what else would you have let him do? Would you have taken your dress off for him?" DADDEEE!!! No way!" she said most defiantly, which pleased me immensely.I had gone this far and it was obvious to me that I'd have to be bolder. I debated whether or not to ask, but by then I was sufficiently aroused to throw caution to the wind."What about for your Daddy?" I whispered.She looked down at me and paused, swallowing nervously, obviously thinking. It seemed as.