While sitting on my couch, I slid my hand into my shorts and began massaging my erect cock. I'd had enough practice at this and knew just what I neede...d. It wasn't long before I was reaching for a kleenex to catch the results of my release, while images of Patrice in the throes of ecstasy flashed through my brain.When I woke up in the morning, my thoughts again turned to fantasies of Patrice. Lying in bed, I once again found myself stroking my thick member, reliving some of the ideas that I'd. "Daddy," I say, "What's wrong?" I look longingly into your eyes, begging for an honest answer."I'm not pleased with you."I can feel my expression change, drastically. A look of fear must have washed over my face, as I'm terrible at hiding my emotions. I think over my actions. What could I have done wrong today? I count backwards through everything I've done, making sure I didn't disobey you in any way. Then, it hits me. This morning. You had instructed me to be wearing my cute pink sun dress. " Good. Because I must make love to you."Wow! I had never had a guy be so direct before. I felt like I should slap him for being so presumptuous... but my pussy said otherwise... I could feel myself getting warm and beginning to pulse down there.Next thing I knew, he had pushed me up against the side of the pool and was pressing his body against mine. I could feel how hard his cock was as it moved against my hips. His lips brushed over mine and I felt his tongue move into my mouth. Fingers. What I'd been trying to hide, and obviously failing to do now, all but stabbed her in the stomach as we hugged. Though I think she immediately realized that, breaking our hug almost as quickly. Once again her face blushing just a bit as she suddenly looked up at the clock on the wall."Well, best be getting ready for bed Danny," she told me. "Sleep tight," she added this time leaning over for a quick brief kiss, ensuring that we didn't exactly come as close together this time as we had a moment.