I grab my wet hair, lift the box spring juuuust a little, and get my hair “stuck” on the bed frame.Here goes…“Ahhh!!!! Daddy!!! Oooouucchhh!!!... Daddy! Help!!”I hear the curtain fly open and a moment later footsteps pounding closer. The bathroom door flies open and I hear him.“Katie?! What’s the matter swe-”There it is. No turning back now. He’s seen me.I know exactly what my dad is looking at and I know what caught his breath.His young, teenage daughter i completely naked, half dry and her. I then heard the noise of my thong been ripped off, exposing my shaven mound to the damp night air.I expected his big hand to start to toy with my hot wet cunt; but Thomas then unzipped his blue jeans, letting his huge dark manhood to get free…After doing this, his heavy hand slid back out and quickly clutched me again. His tongue tried to push deeper into my wet mouth, flicking around. Thomas lifted my body, pulling me towards him, keeping my back pressed against the cold brick wall. I then. While dancing, she told me in my ears,’Let’s go to my home’. I nodded here to what she meant and we were out of that place.There were no one at her flat, and it was a surprise to me. I learnt that her family was out of town. I was sitting on the couch, while she went to change. She was back in her lovely pink nighty, resting on the sexy figure. She handed over me a glass of water and stood before me, smiling.Next moment, we were on the bed, with myself kissing her mouth roughly. Now slanting a. "I'd trust you," I told her."Well, I'm not exactly practiced..." She was still eyeing me and I resolved to be VERY CAREFUL about back-channel communication with the AI. Fortunately, the waiter showed up and plunked down our coffee and some creamers. Waitresses tended to be REALLY homely or they were likely to get extracted, so guys were slowly filling the slots left vacant -- gays in particular. Grimacing, I watched ours sway off...We got through breakfast pretty quietly after that, both of us.