Soon we were seated. He was looking at the menu, I simply sat there waiting for him to order for me. And then he asked, “Are you going to look at ...he menu?”“No sir.” That's not my place.“Do you already know what you want?” he asked.“No sir.”“What are you in the mood for?” he questioned...“I don’t understand.” I felt a bit confused at his question.“What kind of food do you want?” he continued What do I want? I’m not supposed to think for myself. I don’t like that. Wait. did I even want to. I said that in order to make up for it, she would have to do the same but in front of me. She readily agreed. Since I have working parents, there was no one at my home during the day, so I messaged her my address.The next day at around 10:00 am, she rang the doorbell to my house. When I saw her, I was astonished. She was a beauty, a true beauty. She would have been 5 ft 2 inches in height and was wearing a pink dress which was perfectly stuck to her body and was till her knees.I took my time to. No 'Daddy' in or out of bed. I've been one of those and I couldn't do that..." Not in bed."Jeth, I know you thought I was trying to work out my father issues with you, but that never crossed my mind. There won't be any daddy or bad boys or spankings. Well, maybe spankings, but if you expect me to talk baby talk, that's out too. Neither of us need that in our life, and I don't want to bring up bad memories for you." I wondered a few times," he admitted. "If you needed a father figure more than a. I had her lent back against the wall with her legs parted so I could stand between them and so she could feel my horny cock pushing into her Venus mount. It didn't take long for me to have her skirt up round her waist and for me to be sliding her white knickers down over her stockings tops to her feet. I think that is nothing sexier than a woman stood with her legs apart, her pussy on show and her knickers around one of her ankles. I started to finger fuck her with two of my fingers and it.