." she began."Oh, go ahead, Molly," said Tessa brightly. "You'll enjoy it, I know you will." She gently pushed Molly forward a step closer to me. Moll... acquiesced, and took my outstretched hand."Well... okay," she said, eyes downcast.I led her out onto the dance floor, and stepped in to put my arm around her. She flinched just a little at the touch, and then she relaxed a bit, letting me hold her lightly and lead her around my little box-step pattern. Tessa and Austin were dancing right beside. She wanted more than anything to see Dave again. To feel him. To touch him. To taste him. To feel his arms wrapped around her. And even if he didn’t want to have a relationship with her, all Polly wanted was to have one more night with him. Polly paced around the room nervously, a vodka in one hand and a cigarette in the other, overwhelmed with a feeling of déjà vu. She deluded herself that if she spent more time with Dave that he would realise that she was different from all his other. Suddenly, it hit. She collapsed into me, heaving, her breasts against my chest, her face in the nook of my neck, moaning, huffing, catching her breath."Suck me," I whispered into her ear.She gracefully slid off my cock and in between my legs. It was too perfectly done -- like she'd done it before. The fact that she'd probably used those same moves with other guys turned me on even more than I already was."Wow," she said, remarking at my cock, which was coated in her grool. "I get super creamy. The usual bullshit, you know.”“I can guess.”“He bought me a drink and kept on talking, although I wasn’t really listening, to be honest. But he kept buying me drinks and kept talking. I knew I should have stopped drinking, but I didn’t. I think I thought it would serve Daddy right for leaving me alone if he had to carry me back to the car. Know what I mean?”I shrugged. I didn’t know what she meant. I know a lot of kids had relationship issues with their parents, but I didn’t have much sympathy.