It's sort of a disappointment, really.But life's full of disappointments. I learned that early. Real early, like the first time my daddy taught me how... to play 'mommy' with him. Disappointment and pain, oh yeah. It took me three tries in four years to get it right, but I finally ran far enough fast enough that Daddy couldn't rescue me.I bet he's disappointed.Anyway, this ain't about my problems. Bartenders who spill don't get tips, that's lesson number one. And I need all the tips I can get, you. Without wasting time, I pulled her back onto my lap and brought her arms to her back. I used my neck-tie to tie her arms up while she was still spasming from her climax. I then grabbed her light pink panties that was soaking with her juices and tugged. The material around her crotch was straining against her lovely wet pussy and clitoris. I tugged harder and harder until she had to raise her body just so that the material would not torture her open pussy. I continued tugging her panties making. My mom looked like she was in pure heaven, her face was pure pleasure. Oh my god. EHH!! FUCK ME HARDER!! EHHHH! EHHH she was screaming like a banshee now, and I thought about how it would probably have woken me up even if I had been asleep right now. WHOSE YOUR FUCKIN DADDY Tony screamed as he turned her around and started fucking her hard, doggy style. Ehhh, you are she whispered quietly. WHO IS?! he shouted back, now grabbing her hair from behind as he bucked wildy. youre my daddy OH GOD! my. . . we talked . . . things came easily. It wasn’t awkward like I had expected, rather it seemed that we were totally in tune to each others thoughts. And so the night went on till finally the bar closed. It was the first time I felt awkward. Do I drop her to her hotel or ask her back to my place? But damn it I wanted her back at my place, in my bed. She solved all my problems by simply saying, ‘I really don’t feel like going back to the hotel.’ Well that was that. We quickly walked back to my.