"Pardon? Sir?" the passing fine-suited waiter asked for clarification.
"One more, please." Nancy requested eloquently.
... And perhaps 'one more' after that one too... jeez, he had such fire in him for that young man of his. He's lucky that Chris is not as aggressive as his father, otherwise Rick would... well... they might be at a hospital rather than a restaurant.
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"Nnh... h-hahh..." Her glass of rum-and-coke, which had the ice melted yet the drink was still half full, was on her night stand next to his own water, his bottle of rum, and his recently emptied shot glass.
"Want me to stop?" he offered, his cock throbbing actively in his pants at full-mast, and he could sense the moans in her voice as he bounced her.
"N-no... I'm... o-okay..."
"If you say so, Jules..." He spoke deeply. It was as though their game had become an open secret to one another. That erotic moment as she shivered and moaned on his bouncing right thigh, thickly muscled between her own legs, while he twitched and throbbed against her left butt cheek. He even shifted her to the side a bit, so as to more directly feel her bum rising and falling in proximity to his arousal.
"H-hahh, hahh, h-hahh, m-mmh..." Her voice bounced as she held onto his knee, and she could absolutely feel his... thing... poking at her. So hot... so naughty... "D-daddy...?"
"Yeah, Julie?"
"I... I-I like... spending t-time... with... h-hahh, with yo-u." Still her voice stuttered as she struggled to get the words out, both from the 'sensations' she felt down below from daddy's bouncing, as well as from the bouncing itself jolting her voice.
"I like spending time with you too, sweetheart. My little girl... hahh, Julie... we shouldn't be doing this."
"M-mmh..." She whimpered.
"This is a dangerous game we're playing..." He stopped the bouncing a moment and leaned in, his thumbs still gently stroking her sides. "Daddy's really hard..." he whispered down in her ear, flexing his cock's powerful twitches all the while.
She felt them...
"That's... okay. I don't mind... can we, um... keep... playing?" She slowly looked back to him, her pale cheeks flush red, lust in her eyes.
"Hahh, damn..." He suddenly hugged her close, powerfully, and sent one hand to her chest where he kneaded her, the other down to her groin where he rubbed.
"H-hahnn! Ahhn!" She moaned out. "C-Chris! I-I-! Nnh!"
"I'm sorry," he apologized, yet still rubbed her. "I'm sorry... we shouldn't..." His hands slowly began to pull away from her.
She grabbed them.
"I-it... nnh... it was... sudden... b-but felt nice..." She pulled them back to where they were. "It's okay... daddy..."
"Ohhh, fuck, Julie..." He redoubled his efforts, this time hauling his arm back and reaching into the opening at the side of her coveralls, sending his fingers down where the only defense her pussy had from him was the thin fabric of her panties. Thin... and quite damp... fabric.
"H-hahh! N-nnn'ahh! H'ahhhhh, C-Chris! Daddy! D-daddyyyy...!" She whined, shivering in his grip, and cried out as she erupted in sudden orgasm.
He eased his rubbing, sensing her climax, panting with passion as he pulled her aside and lay her down on her bed.
She looked up at him lustfully, her arms over her torso, shuddering in pleasure before his intense gaze. He was looking at her in a new way, a different way... almost scary but... mostly... erotic.
"Time for... daddy... to show you a new game..." He pushed himself up to standing, and began to undo the zipper on his jeans.
Julie observed as he revealed himself to her, pulling his manhood free. Her eyes went wide, her already agape mouth had its jaw drop further as she panted.
"Want to play?" he offered.
Pushing herself up, Julie nodded, looking up to him briefly before peering back down to his groin.
"Here, put your hand on it... like this."