I asked him if I could see Matthieu in his underwear first (he was up next for the strip to underwear dance) and invited Jeff to have a beer with me t...o answer a few questions from a first-timer. He agreed and we got along. He kept squeezing and feeling me up and seemed to be turned on by it. I asked him what I could do with Matthieu during a private full-contact dance in the back. He said I could have him for myself and have him strip, dance, grind, show me his dick and I was allowed to touch. Deeper. Go deeper. Oh shit. I love your dick. Keep it inside me. Oooooooooh!" Moving out here was a good idea. The rest of the neighborhood would certainly know me better after tonight. I was getting tired but my dick wasn't done yet. My dick was in Cynthia's ass all the way. The love for my dick continued and Cynthia couldn't get enough of it. Her dirty talk got my dick rolling and stayed hard giving her all the pleasure she so. I heard him in the hall tell her that it would have to be quick because he had to be back to work. I thought, good a short talking to until later tonight. Then he entered the room. I couldn't see him, but I knew he was there. I could here him walking around me. Then he says."So she wants a real cock in her huh?" WHAT! Did he really say that. That is my dad. Then it dawned on me that with all the make up, wig, blindfold and gag, that there is no way he would recognize me. I even said it to. ” He’d had it in mind to call her on what seemed like a broken promise. “Incognito?”“Lurking in a corner. I wanted to see what you looked like on stage.”“And?”“Oh, you look good, no denying it. It’s no wonder you have your little fangirls going crazy, but … I wanted to see what else was there beyond that contained arrogance thing you have going. It set me plotting with Cherry even more than before. I’m afraid I riled her way up, hinting at all your bad-boy adventures … but it all worked out..