“My god Daddy, you never fucked me like that before,” Brandy whimpered.“I never realized you were an adult female who might need a hard fucking ...ore than gentle love making, before today,” I told her.“I’m worn out Daddy. Could you please cum in my pussy and then we can sleep together for a while?” Brandy asked.“Sure honey, I’m 102, and not as tough as I used to be. Do your Kegels on my cock please honey. You were always really good at that,” I said.Brandy squeezed and milked my cock with her. We stood quietly for a second. Looking at her face, I couldn’t resist any longer and kissed her beautiful lips one more time, gently. She put one pretty hand on my jaw and threw her elbow around my shoulder for a more intimate kiss. I buried my fingers in her thick silky hair.I held her head while kissing her softly and opening her lips a little to taste her sweet tongue. She responded very nicely and locked our lips for a lovely smooch. Her ‘umm’ and ‘aah’ sounds mixed with the soft smooching. While it was true that we had a very intense connection, it was still early days.There was a long pause and I started to wonder if I had upset him. Then pictures pop up.‘Well I hope that these will help… encourage you’.I open the pictures and see a close up of some very nice CK underwear and… oh my... that package, looking like it’s going to push its way out of them. I move onto the next one and the next and the next, as they reveal a flip book striptease just for me. I lick my lips. It was too. Alfred urged me, The girls start slipping down in their seats, causing their skirts to ride up. They started to make their case.None of the boys around town impressed them. Brotherhood men generally weren’t looking to extraction. But I looked like I would have an adequate CAP score and the thought of being naughty with me got their motors going. They were aroused when I had charged into the gang to rescue them. And when I had distracted the gang of toughs by saying they were my “pre-pack” they.