As a last hurrah to the two years I lived with Belinda, we arranged for all four of us to have a boozy night-out; drinks, then dinner (with more drink...), then off to a pub with music and a dance floor (for Belinda and Andrew, not for us).After a wonderful dinner we retired to a nearby pub and Belinda miraculously found us a vacant booth, so we sat down while Andrew fought a path to the bar to buy the first round of drinks."Four midis. Pardon me, coming through, four midis," he called amusingly. We all had to take a turn at our jobs for a couple of hours, but the rest of the time we could do what we want. The owners of the park provided lunch and dinner. It would make for a great date if Karen wanted to go."Karen, this Friday is the annual employee party at the park. Would you like to go with me?" You... You're asking me for a DATE?!?" Well, yeah. But if you don't want to go, I understand." Inside, I was praying that she wouldn't say no."No... I mean yes... I mean..." She stopped to. "When they broke apart, Davy unzipped the back of his mother's dress and took it off for her. She kicked off her shoes and while she stood there in just her bra and panties, Davy ripped off his clothes. You wouldn't believe the monster he had on him. Daddy, I know you're big, but Davy's... longer!"Dutch was unperturbed, more than confident with his God given gift, he knew his thickness and above average length had and would continue to endear him to countless women and had no qualms about. . I smile at you, and you can see pride there, which makes you yourself proud in an odd way, and also turns you on. It feel good to be a slut you think. It feels good to be his slut...As it is the first time we meet in person, and I know you are quite exited s well as nerveous, I lay one of my large hands over your small ones on the tabletop, look you in the eyes and tell you that you're doing good, and that if you feel that I'm going to fast for you, you just use the safe-word I've already.