Did my dirty little slut play with herself when preparing?”
Swallowing, I reply, “No, Daddy. We better get going, don’t want to be late for the show.”
He drapes me in my long dress coat, making sure that I am covered before touching the small of my back and guiding me out the door of our home, and into the car. She hands him the menu, and he orders for both of us. Reaching up and unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning and pulling the fly down and spreading his trousers opening wide to gaze longingly at that thick, throbbing, uncut dark cock that I crave so much. The 2 story brick building has no large logo, but I trust him to take me somewhere interesting when he gets like this. He leans forward again, sliding his smooth, warm hands up the outside of my thighs, pushing my skirt up so that it frames my exposed, bare pussy.
