As we pulled up to the parking garage we could see the flock of reporters standing near the entrance. As we pulled in they didn't even notice Shelly i...n the back of the car. I watched her as we passed them. "What do you think they are doing here?" she asked. "I don't know. Must be a slow news day." I said. "Are they here looking for me?" she asked. "Shelly, do you know who Teddy really is?" "He is some jerk I was sold to in a slave auction, because I was so heavy into S/M." "Teddy is of the. Daddy started to move his hands to move my head so before he could push me off I scooted closer to Smiggles and cuddled him, Daddy relaxed and I brought my head back up to where it was. Daddies penis was still hard and I was in heaven! I didn’t get to see it, but I was touching it and that was absolutely fantastic!!Well Daddy said he had to get up so he scooted me out of the room and I took Smiggles with me just to protect my cover story, along with my plan for what I was going to try to do. .. turning her ass around in circles as I slow-fucked her.We tried many more positions that Labor Day weekend for Francis proved to be nearly insatiable as a sexual partner. But every time I was with Jennifer, she had her grin ready for me, knowing that her daddy was being very well provided-for by her college friend.Chapter 2I hated to see them leave but there was an upcoming break for Thanksgiving and she'd told me she'd be coming home and would be cooking us a nice meal with turkey and all. Now, I never have been extravagant with my money, however, one indulgence I have always enjoyed is the fact of having a driver to take you to meetings or important events, so on days like today, this was the perfect solution, although I was not over the limit, it meant that we could relax and travel home in comfort, rather than have hassle of finding a taxi on a busy Friday afternoon. Phillip, my driver arrived just before three, and as we got in the car, he said there were some papers that.