'Betty!' She said her grin turning to laughter. 'I just had to see who had my daughter in the biggest flap I've ever seen. What have you done to her? ...Her garbled explanation isn't making sense.'I quickly told Betty what I'd said and how we met.'I thought you might be the young man from last night. She told me a bit about you but nothing to expect this. Tell me, are you always so impetuous?''Never!' I replied honestly, 'but once I'd taken that first step it just sort of snowballed. I kind of. ...I'm ....I'm yours master. Oh please fuck me like the slut I am!" He started going at me at a frenzied pace, pounding me hard. Pain and pleasure mixing. Almost battling over my body. Until finally pleasure won. All I could feel was his hands me. Squeezing at my breasts and pulling on the nipples. And his cock buried deep within me. And his lips. All over my face and neck. Until there was pain as he bit into me and was again drinking my blood. He drank for a moment then reached one of his. All I could muster up was a couple "Uhmm.." Trying to compose myself, but a part of me was viciously turned on by her in her dress just standing there. I put my boxers on but nothing could conceal what was in it. Then with her face bright red, she said "I thought I heard something, so I came out. Sorry to barge in on you"."No, I'm sorry.. I didn't know there was someone else at home", I answered. "So....", we both awkwardly intervened. "Are you done with that?", She asked first.. pointing at. The country music was still playing in the background, and the stale stench of old cigarette smoke lingered in the air. Crowds of old men were seated around the nearby tables, and tall jugs of beer were spread all around. After all, this was just a bar.This wasn’t the right place for a first introduction.Upon realizing my mistake, I decided to go with the flow. If this was the mood he was in, so be it. This would be my first opportunity to bond with him, father and daughter. It would make for.