” Chrissie’s other brandy arrives with the bill, I go to pick it up, but Jenny beats me to it.”I’m getting this it was my fault after all.”�...��We don’t do guilt trips, remember, you did what you thought was ok at the time.”“I ordered. I pay. Is that right Miss?”“Yes Sir,”“What has happened to ‘flower’ today, my love.” “I am sorry my flower, today has been almost as freaky as Friday.”“Chrissie, how are you feeling now?”“A lot better, thank you, I will soon be able to hold my drink without looking. ’ as he pounded me, holding my legs apart. As he went deeper in my pussy, my legs folded. I welcomed him in my open arms. I could feel his sweat on my hands as I kissed him. He pulled out of me and came near my face. I took his cock in my mouth and started blowing him.Swirling my tongue on his dick head, I stroked his balls with my other hand. I sucked him, spitting occasionally to lubricate it further. He throat-fucked me and I started gagging. Pulling out, he lay down on the couch and pulled. We all smiled and then Tim said "Hey dude have you seen that older white chick. We sent her to go pick some apples about 4pm and I think her mini van still in the parking lot." I said "guys can you hop on the tractor and will go see were she is." It did not take us long to find Daisy who was still picking apples. Some of the apples were on the ground and she was bent over picking them up. Daisy was wearing tight denim shorts and her butt cheeks were coming out and she had another red flannel. ‘Daddy, would you accept Fenton as your son-in-law?’ Paul snorted. ‘Sure baby, he’s the man but perhaps not for you. Guys like Fenton prefer their women to be hot, like Sally.’ ‘What do you mean?’ she asked trying to sound innocent and knowing she’d dread the reply. ‘Wall-to-wall-sex and if they argue the guy wants to be smacked back hard rather than face a waterfall of tears.’ Wall-to-wall-sex? Trinity’s mind boggled. Exactly what was that? Her father would know for sure although those days.