The jury is still out." "Oh, wow!" I cried, jumping into his arms and wrapping mine around his waist. "Thank you so much!" Tugging my ponytail gently,...he said, "Yeah, okay. But any funny business and I call a halt, all right?" He let go of my hair and caressed my cheek. I gulped and nodded quickly, whispering, "Yes, Daddy." "Why do you suddenly seem cuter?" I giggled and batted my eyelashes. I was still so nervous. "I don't know, Daddy. Maybe because it's all I know?" Stephen just shook his. “Is that what you think?” Greg asked while he lifted me up on a barstool. “Yup.” I said. “All you guys know that trick.” The hem of my miniskirt slid up my thighs as I spread my legs and my rescuer walked up closer to me. “I want a shot of tequila!” I leaned back and laid my head on the bar. “Mark! Can I have a tequila?” I yelled. A tall man walked up behind the bar and stopped. “Hey beautiful. What was that all about? Another bar troll?“ Mark the bartender leaned down and gave me a kiss on. I immediately had a massive orgasm and flooded Mandy's mouth with more juice. He started slowly, with long deep strokes." Fuck me Daddy, Fuck me hard, deep and fast, I need that cock."He picked up the tempo and began slamming his cock in me. I could feel his cock head hitting my cervix which made me explode in another orgasm."Take all of my black cock, you fucking white slut, you like having Daddy fuck you, don't you." YES Daddy, I love having you fuck your white slut."He and Mandy were. ‘It looks like you’re trying to kiss me.’ I took the photo from Nikki and gave it to Felicia. ‘Tell my wife what was really going on.’ ‘We were just dancing.’ she admitted. ‘Did I do anything to lead you on or touch you at the party?’ ‘No.’ I should have left well enough alone but I had to keep on pushing. ‘Don’t tell me, tell Felicia.’ She looked in Felicia’s direction but not directly at her. ‘Nothing happened.’ Felicia finally spoke up, ‘Thank you for clearing this up.’ I was relieved but.