I will tell my friends that you are proper visitorsand they will look after you." You don't want us to come back every night?" I thought that strange..."Of course, but the other places will go out of business and that wouldnot be good. Anyway you will see that I am the best host, serve the bestfood and am the best looking tavern owner." He smiled and added, "Wehave some music and you should stay and dance if you are not too tired.There are many local men who will dance with you and you are. It’s only for a couple of days anyway, it would be great company for me and a real comfort to Daddy.”Marina was doubtful, thinking about it while she played Mum and poured the milk and tea, that Daniel would find her presence there any comfort. Any guest, particularly one turning up so unexpectedly, from a past life which would have to remain secret, would easily outstay their welcome. He had done his good deed, rescuing her from the snow storm, the glow of which must have sustained the last. Thank you! Was all I could say. She stood up. Look whats happened. She put one leg up on the coffee table and lifted her dress. Her panties had a very obvious and very large wet spot between her legs. That made me really wet. Would you like to taste me? Moving over to the sofa, she sat with her bum on the very edge and lifted her legs up, holding them up and wide open with her hands behind her knees. How could I resist. I knelt in front of her and put my face right in her crotch. Inhaling. “Oh, I plan to spank you, taste you, and fuck you, you wicked little minx,” Mac growled playfully.“It’s pretty late, and tomorrow is a workday. So, I’m okay with a rain check if you want to wait,” Grace said, trying to be considerate but hoping Mac wouldn’t be.“Not a chance,” Mac said. “Get those jeans off and hop on the table. I’m still hungry!”“Well, you’re the boss.”“Indeed, I am. So, open those legs for me, my sweet little redhead, and let me taste you.”Grace expected him to dive right in.