Stony silence. I want to go home. I don’t believe any of this. Maybe she couldn’t hear me anymore. But I could feel tears still dripping from my ...... our eyes. I jerked her head back toward the dark window. Bitch. I gave her the finger. She jumped back and snatched her hand down in her lap. Hah! You can’t deny I’m here and still fight me for control. Where am I?She refused to answer. I reached up and tweaked her left nipple. Oooh. Sensitive.“Stop it! All right, you are still here. I will go to a. She needs your support and you can make her ready if you do it the right way. I'm leaving now. You think about it for a couple of days and call me by Friday," John stated as he walked out the door.I was an emotional wreck the next two days and also out of drugs. That was the turning point where I made shamefully made the decision to consider giving my daughter to him. When she came home from part time summer job on Friday, I asked Stephanie if she liked John. She replied that for a black man,. I tried not to look at him, but entering the club I gave him a sideways glance. The black man stood stone faced with no expression at all.Tim and I walked over to the bar, the club was fairly busy.Tim bought a round of drinks and while we were waiting I felt someone squeeze behind me."Eddie, Johnnie Walker Black!" Looking over my right shoulder I realized it was the black man from outside. His deep voice carried over the din of the crowd. With his right arm wedged between me and the customer. After awhile he asked me "Are you enjoying it?" And I responded by just nodding. He pulled himself out of me and squeezed my ass. I stood up and he bent down where I had been. I said myself into his ass and slowly thrusted as his ass was tight and pulled me deeper inside him. I thrusted slowly, taking in the sensation. Before long someone called out to him.so we got dressed and we left the shed. As time went by i continued to think about him and his dick, we later found ourselves home alone so.