My meaty cheeks lifted and spread just for them. Would the sight of me helpless like that make them wonder or get them hard? Would they question how I...��d gotten here? Would they care? Would they see me or just some woman? Or maybe neither. Maybe, finally, just the tawdry piece of meat I’d been waving under their noses for months. They weren’t blind. Not really. There were no witnesses here. And hell, I was asking for it in no uncertain terms. For crap’s sake, it said FUCK ME PLEASE! in great big. “Really?” the old man grumbled.“Yeah, he was transferred to another school back in seventh grade, I don’t know why he’s still on the attendance list.”“Very well then.”“Actually, I’m here,” a voice announced, prompting everyone to turn around and look at the young man standing in the door. Built with a tall lean build, Jack had messy blond hair, a pale-tan complexion, bright grey eyes, and a permanent small smile like that of someone walking out of school on a Friday afternoon. His smile was. I was so fixed to my own line of thinking, that I almost missed the announcement. Katy surely didn't."Daddy, you won!"Shit. I SHOULD have prepared a speech.I swear that my mind was totally empty when I got to the stage to get the statue. But later on, my ladies assured me that my speech had been good, somewhat funny, and short enough. Also, I managed to thank all the right people, starting from Katy sitting there, and then my family and partners. But Katy was the star. As the camera turned to. Having done all this they go out culbing or whatever then to our home where she will really tutn up the heat on them kissing rubing licking fingering and of course FUCKING with her 91/2' strap-on after this takes them home where she has been know to screw the hell out of them in the car parked in front of there house. Then she will walk them to the door and say call me tomorrow but, unknown to them will not answer the phone till the 3rd time they call. When she does talk to them she clamly says.