the last thing that drea wanted to do with her day was spend it babysitting her roommates father, but the girl had practically begged her to keep him company while she finished her make up midterm so he wouldnât find out that she was failing one of her classes. mary was a nice enough girl from a humble background so drea had been convinced. of course, drea had strings but since mary had grown to like the other girlâs mouth on her tits and finger in her ass, she didnât mind a little naughty time as she liked to call it.
drea was prepared to talk npr and vietnam with the man until she opened the door and realized that he was far from the old guy she had in mind. in fact, he was definitely someone she would gladly sit on and call him daddy if he wanted. âmaryâs out running errands but she wanted me to keep you company. donât worry though, iâm open to doing anything and everything you want until then. iâm a pleaser.â while she thought she was being subtle, the way she licked her plump lips, tasting the peach gloss she had applied earlier told a different story. the way her neon sports bra hugged those fat tits of hers through her mesh fabletics top gave on the impression that she was an easy bimbo, which was perfect since she wanted danny to fully know she was all his if he wanted. âiâm drea. maryâs roommate.â
oh, danny knew all about drea, and he could safely say he wasnât a fan. when his little girl went off to college, danny and her mother had thought theyâd be rushing out here one day to keep her away from some boy, but after seeing one too many facebook posts with mary and drea in outfits thatâd make a well-paid stripper blush, he knew he had to step in and have a word with his little girl---and this roommate of hers, if necessary. seeing her now, he was glad to see he hadnât been overreacting when heâd decided to come out and visit.
âa pleaser, eh? yeah, you strike me as one of those, though i think i got a different word for it.â just as drea wasnât subtle with her flirting, knowing he was a married man too no doubt, danny wasnât subtle either, his stern voice driving home exactly what he thought of the girl in front of him. stepping on by her, a hard bicep rubbed up against her chest and his teeth gritted at the feel of her, all because as much as he couldnât stand her, danny was a man---and he couldnât deny how good she looked. hands on his hips, over the belt with a golden buckle right at the centre, he turned to face the young woman once inside, giving her a once over that was half-way between checking her out and dismissing her as a cheap lay. ânice to meet ya. iâm danny, maryâs father. did i interrupt you workinâ out or somethinâ?â he asked, pointedly eyeing the sports bra with a cocked eyebrow, knowing the answer would be no.