What Happens at the Gloryhole cont.

Toni stayed in the bathroom a little while after her dad left. One leg was propped up on the handrail as she relived the encounter. There was no if, and’s or but’s about it- She had enjoyed every second of it.

Her back arched as she brought herself to another orgasm with a quiet gasp. ‘Shit, this is really fucked up.’

Toni cleaned herself up and got dressed. She could still feel his cum slipping out of her and soaking her underwear. The old man must have been really pent up to have filled her so thoroughly.

“Speaking of filling up, I need another drink. Something nice and stiff,” she blinked then snorted at the stupid joke as she straightened herself out and headed back to the bar.

Mike reclaimed his spot at the bar with no one seeming to have noticed what had transpired in the bathroom. Good. That helped him relax a little. Two more beers also did the trick. Part of him regretted doing what he did. He hadn’t been this reckless since he was Toni’s age. What if she got pregnant? What if she had some sort of disease?

He massaged his eyes and sighed. Then again, something that tasted that sweet couldn’t possibly be carrying anything. Maybe he could go back for more, or invite her for a little extra in his cab. Had it been so long that he wanted to bury himself in the first woman who gave him good head?

‘Shit.’ He glanced over his shoulder. Maybe if he waited he would see who the mystery woman was.

What if she was some methed out hag, all pick scars and rotten teeth? Just because someone was a good lay doesn’t mean they’re good looking. Still, Mike kept an eye out, just in case. Then, someone emerged from the dimly lit hallway.

The first thing that caught his attention was the bright green hair. This was someone who was associated with the other girls he had seen but seemed to have disappeared. The next thing he saw, in his quick scan, was the distinctive boots- the very same that had been worn by his mystery woman. Excitement filled his chest until he caught a look at her face. Then his excitement dropped like a hard stone in his gut.

Mike didn’t even want to consider the slim odds that had placed him and his daughter in the same bar on the same night. Then there were the slimmer odds that the woman who had given him the best orgasm he had experienced in years was also his own daughter. He continued to watch her as she scanned the room, obviously looking for her friends, then received further confirmation when she stuck out her tongue and a small silver ball glittered in the light.

In his slightly inebriated state, his mind wandered back to the feeling that ball had given him as it pressed under the glans of his penis. Blood immediately pumped back into his member before he could push the memory away. Her mouth felt so good on him. He had tasted her soaked pussy– He had been the cause of that arousal. He made her cum to the point where he felt her trembling as her inner muscles clenched onto his cock.

He had to cover himself with his arm.