I moaned a little at his touch. To be honest, it had been a while since I was touched like that. Work was taking over my life, and I was always too ti...ed to date or even have a booty call come over for a little while. He rubbed my clit, and I was getting hornier by the second, even though I was supposed to be focusing on the salad. By now the customer was probably wondering where the hell I was with their food. I didn’t care at the moment, lost in the ecstasy of sex. ‘Let me fuck you.’ he said.. I sat nervously as Daddy spoke to her on my phone. She was suspicious at first but as he smoothed her fears with complete lies of a non existent son and how much we all got on that she soon agreed to call round with my passport.As they chatted Daddy motioned for me to kneel in front of him and I did so. I stood and smoothed my dress down and straightened my stockings and panties as he stroked my clit cage. Then, with knees and ankles together, I knelt between his muscular thighs and caressed. This requires me to travel extensively and be away from home for days at a time, which I couldn’t do without Andrew’s wonderful support.I stand five feet eight tall, with long dark hair and olive complexion courtesy of my Italian grandparents. I’m a dress size 10 and have been described as “statuesque” with a firm butt, narrow waist and 36C breasts. Men notice me.So here I am, away from home again, from Sunday afternoon until late Friday here in Mildura, a beautiful oasis city in the middle of. By then, I was breathing pretty hard, so I almost did not hear it. What was that? I wondered as I strained to listen. Unfortunately, there was just the silence of the city. Which is to say there was the honking of cars and the occasional cry of teens partying. But the sound I had heard was neither. It was&hellip, Then I heard it again. A dogs bark. But unlike the first, this one sounded a lot closer. The original bark was so faint that I had barely even heard it. This one seemed to have come.