He wore blue mechanic's pants and was carrying what looked like a clipboard."Here you go," she said, handing him the check.The man reached forward and... took the check, placing it on his clipboard. He bent over slightly as he started to write on the clipboard under the check."So," I heard my girlfriends voice ask as she rubbed her hand together nervously. "You did a great job. Has anyone ever tipped you?" I knew that voice; it was her playful, sexy voice. It was the voice she used when we met up. She held Shashi’s hand tight, ” YES, MAKE ME CUM DADDY, MAKE ME CUM…”I pulled Malti’s legs up on my shoulders and drove my cock head into her virgin womb, ” OH..OH…OHHHHHHHH DADDY… OHHH YES… YES…”Malti’s young pussy came again, I just kept on fucking her faster and faster pushing my cock to her inner most love cavern.After a few minutes she fell back on the sofa panting for air. And then my eyes saw my Shashi.” Come here BETI,” I called Shashi, and sat in my easy chair, ” Daddy needs to talk to. 'Have a good night then son?' 'Err yeah! We sure did.' I was starting to focus now and I got a better look at the guy and he looked terrible, he was easily in his 60s, pretty short, massively over weight, bald and generally ugly. He sat himself down next to Beth, I just sat and stared at him. 'This your girl?' 'Yeah she is! This is Beth.'I didn't even think before I said it, I should've told him to fuck off but I just let him carry on. 'She's been teasing a lot of guys tonight ain't she?' I. ‘That’s my pookie. Don’t be like your daddy.’ I stood up in time to see Mike sneak out the back door without a hug or kiss goodbye. He didn’t even take the time to tell me when he’d be back, something that was more of a demand than request whenever I left the house. I sat down on the couch when the phone rang. I didn’t feel like moving, but I picked MJ up, pulled myself off of the couch and answered it. ‘Hello?’ I asked. ‘Is Mike there?’ It was a man’s voice, but there was slight feminine lisp.