Getting up from my bed I put on a pair of panties and slip into the hallway, creeping towards the master bedroom next door. I carefully approach the s...lightly open door frame and peek inside, seeing exactly what I expected.There she is, that daddy dick hogging bitch, riding atop my handsome daddy. I blush as I watch him pump into her from underneath, thrusting his hips upwards to meet her body as her ass bounces down onto him. My pussy leaks some more girlcum as I marvel at how good it. ” He said. “I can’t wait to fuck the shit out of you.” He began to finger her with an intensity he had never unleashed. “Just so you know, you’re not getting out until you're drenched in my cum,” he said. “And you’re not getting any cock until you cum for me at least a few times.” “Oh God,” she gasped, and he began fingering her again. Soon, she began bucking her hips and choking out her breaths and he knew she was going to orgasm soon. He continued to rub her g spot and clit with everything. He can be a pain at cocktail parties after a few too many drinks - he starts assuming the alpha male role as he did this night. I’m a senior lecturer at a top London University with seven books and over a hundred academic papers to my name on economics – but I don’t blather on about it.He walked over to the chair where I was sitting and commented about the Sky News presenter – how she had cock sucking lips. “Robin has cock sucking lips. She used to be a news presenter after she stopped. I am sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” He pleaded like a child.I woke up and sat beside him. He was still looking down like a guilty person in court.I held his chin and raised his head.“Look at me. You like me, don’t you?” I tried to arouse him.He looked at my face but hesitated to speak.“Tell me or I will complain to Shanaya.” I threatened.“Yes yes. You are beautiful. I like you.” He spoke in a sentence.“And how are my tits?” I winked at him.“What are you saying?” He was surprised.“Don’t you.