The waitress seemed to brush it off as teenage petulance, flashing me one of those laconic smiles that suggest to meaning well but is actually so patr...onising. Maybe it was genuine, it was hard to tell with all the acid and weed I’d ingested. Or maybe she felt my attitude matched my piss streaked hair. Yeah, that was it - I was the absconding daughter. Maybe Daddy had just rescued me from a needle in the arm inside some squalid nearby flat, prior to a gang bang that I’d have been mostly comatose. Once we had a good rhythm establish, I moved my hands and she brought one of her hands up to slide along my shaft as it went in and out of her mouth. She licked and sucked all along the length of my cock, and swirled her tongue around the head on every few strokes. As she sucked on my cock, like a c***d with a lolipop, she started to hum happily which let me know that she was truly enjoying her work.Her eyes stayed focused on my cock as she swallowed it down on each stroke and much too quickly. "She weren't the kind you got close to, not that I would. But I don't want to see nothing bad happen to her either." I told you, she'll be fine," Nilsen assured him. "She's had a hard time of it, but from what I've seen she's strong and will be back to normal soon. You said it was the Proctors that took her? Is that normal?" That's what I heard," he said nervously. "I won't say it's normal, but it seems to be happening more often lately. I'll say no more about it!"Nilsen thanked him, took the. I watched her body, watched her face, listened to her breath, and slid my fingers all the way in. She gasped for air, and her hips tilted to take my fingers completely. Found it! I moved quickly in between her legs, not giving her time to protest. My tongue met her clit, which was covered in her warm juices. She dripped all over my fingers, and I watched rivers of her nectar find their way down her ass cheeks and drip onto the couch. I engulfed her clit in my mouth, sucking, licking, dragging.