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A Father's Revenge

Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: First Time, Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: sithlord6969, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

think we all want to spend more time together. Why don't we all go get cleaned up and meet for dinner and drinks around 7. Do you know a good Irish place around?” Just past 7pm the four young ladies stepped out of a cab in front of O'Connell's Irish Pub. All were wearing their shortest, tightest outfits. Entering the bar, they were all given green plastic hats and various sets of green accessories which they quickly added to their outfits. Searching around the place they soon found their new friends at a large table right in front of the bandstand. Over the next several hours they all ate, laughed, danced and consumed large amounts of various green drinks. Teresa was very quiet for a change. Spending all of her time sitting next to Mr. Jackson, dancing only with him. Lost in thought about her life, her future She thought about everything... everything except her boyfriend Sam. Around midnight someone suggested to retire “somewhere quieter...” Sam & his friends tossed a small pile of bills on the table and the eight of them started on shaky legs for the door. Steve, Sam & Scott stood with Tammy, Mary and Jill waiting for the next cab to pull up. Teresa touched Mr. Jackson on the arm and whispered to him “Do you have somewhere private we could go?” Smiling at the tall brunette, Mr. Jackson nodded. “Hey gang...” he said, “Teresa and I are going for a walk on the beach. We'll catch up to you later.” Steve waved at them as he and Mary climbed in a taxi. “Don't have too much fun!” ... teased Jill as she and Scott moved into the taxi behind them. “We'll follow in the next one” Sean told the group as he and Tammy started to kiss. Taking Teresa by the hand, Mr. Jackson lead her down towards the beach. They walking along the beach in silence, hand in hand. Moving quietly past the groups of d***ken revelers in the beach side bars and stepping over the occasional couple in the shadows of the sand. Mr. Jackson stopped them just behind a small strip mall and led Teresa up the dunes towards it. “You did ask for someplace more private”, he said as he unlocked the door to the space. Stenciled on the door was an image of an old time camera and in cursive writing “Sam Jackson Photography”. As Teresa walked inside she smelled the odor of wet paint and new carpeting. As the overhead lights came on she saw the unfinished reception area, and a curtain obscuring the room behind. “Going to have photos along this wall” Mr. Jackson said gesturing to his right. “A couch over here and a reception desk right there.” Teresa was lost in thought. She wanted this man. Her new Sam... “What's in the back?” she asked. “Studio and darkroom,” Mr. Jackson said. “You want to see?” “Oh, I want to see everything” Teresa said and followed him behind the curtain. There was an area about the size of a bathroom over the the left with a large red light bulb above the door. “Let me guess, the dark room?” Mr. Jackson smiled and nodded. “The rest room is through that other door there” pointing over ...