I’d meant to mention that to her one of these days but I hadn’t gotten around to it. Sure enough, there she was on the secure-cam, wearing nothin... but a criminally short sheer pink nightie that gave me enough of an eyeful to awaken Mister Muscles’s muscle. I focused with a sleepy smile, on the way her ass wiggled as she walked, wishing she were walking east, towards my quarters, instead of west towards the kitchen. So engrossed was I in the vision of her firm little behind, I wasn’t really. "Mmmmmmmm" Caitlin moaned as I moved her hips and slid her pussy lips up and down the shaft of my cock. "feel good, Princess"? I asked as I pulled her up and down She took the hint and started to press her pussy against my hard shaft. Her pussy grabbed at my cock like an animal that needed to be fed. "Yes it does, It's so big and hard." "will it hurt me, Daddy?" she asked with trembling lips. "It might hurt just a little at first Princess, but Daddy will be as gentle as he can." I knew. You're gonna eat this cream pie until I cum all over your fucking face, you little bitch. Got that?" I nodded quickly so not to show exactly how hesitant I was. My bride pulled her panties out of my mouth and set them side. The she released me from the cuffs so I could keep my balance. "But before you get started, I have to pee. Now open your mouth." Before I could say a word her golden stream erupted and began splashing against my chest. "Get your face in there!" she demanded, "I wanna see. She leaned over and gave me a kiss before getting out of the car. The place was already crowded, but because Anna new the bouncer, he escorted us to a table up front by the stage. We all sat on one side of the table to see the show better. Anna and I were sitting in the middle, with Jill on my right. Our waitress came by and took our drink orders as the strippers came on the stage for their introduction. There was a huge variety of different men on stage. Jill and I both really liked the looks.