I did not expect her to agree, Sure sexy if thats what you want was her answer my answer was a flying hug in to her arms and many kisses. The rest of ...he day seemed to fly by while we made some decisions on who to invite to the roast and other little details. The next morning I woke up the same as every other morning Staceys head between my legs and her tongue working its magic on my clit, when she noticed I was awake she looked into my eyes, Good morning my little spit-roast she said with a. You make it clear that you aren’t any “boy”...you are Daddy and I have to obey or you’ll punish me. I don’t want to do anything to displease Daddy so I quickly obey. I spread my legs wide and you realize I’d let you use any hole with the right manipulation. You start checking for wetness with your fingers, push my soaked panties aside, and dip a finger in to grab a taste. You tell me to “remove them, Daddy needs to inspect further”. “I swear I didn’t pee Daddy...it’s something else!”. “Daddy. It was her, basket in hand and coming to her door. O shit. I opened my door and shut it, just as she opened her squeaky draggy door. Close call but she didn’t see me or knew that I was peeping. But I wasn’t finished yet. I opened the door slowly so she wouldn’t hear me and I went downstairs where she was getting her laundry. I was behind her, thinking of what to do or say. I could not believe this, she hadn’t seen me at all the whole time. I looked at her sexy feet knowing that those feet would. "I get it, you want to get some help from a local reporter. I don't really want to share this story." There is no story, and it is my guess that unless we get an in with the cops, there wont be one." How so, it's probably just a guy." Of course it is, a guy who has a video store drop and a woman answering his phone. Get with it Dee, this is more than a trist. It always had to be." Even rich people don't send executive town cars for girlfriends like June. A rich dude would have just moved her to.