Cassie was still cool with me and although neither of us mentioned the broken dates we both were a little stand-offish and I figured that was the end ...of it so I moved on to a few other girls I was going out with. Cassie came in the sandwich shop one day with an older guy. At first, they did not seem like they were together but after they sat down outside I could see that guy pull her top back so he could look in at her boobs. I was thinking he was either a sugar daddy, or something like that;. He wants to talk to you."A different voice came on the line,"Deputy Johnson? I hope we get to meet real soon so that I can personally thank you for both your quick response and the sensitive way you handled this horrid affair. It is more than shocking to discover that we have had the equivalent of a Nazi concentration camp undiscovered here for goodness knows how long. That foul woman was apparently "grooming" the staff at another of our homes so she could do the same thing there. Do you know. Does this mean Daddy is ready to fill me up?" Whatever you wish, Mindy. Just let me cum! Please?"I felt a hand on my shaft guiding me into her ready and waiting pussy. I sighed as the heat and tightness gripped my member, slowly filling her inch by glorious inch. "Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me good!." Untie my hands, Mindy. Let me feel you." I asked as she slid slowly and deliberately up and down my length."Nuh-uh, Daddy! Cock and cunt only." she teased. "Oh God! So good!" she throatily. "Once or twice. A sip." I drank a whole one once," Susan said. "Didn't do much. Wasn't worth the taste." You didn't like it?" I queried. "Must've been the cheap stuff." Best lite beer that somebody could score out of their dad's fridge," Susan laughed. "And in that bunch, beer was beer." If you want, I'll get some good stuff." She'd seen me drink the occasional beer with barbecue or a steak over the last few years, but only if I could get the good ones. I'm not a 'lite beer' fan at all. I'll.