Let's get out of here!

You feel your heart racing, feel it beating in your chest when you hear those two simple words. Yes, daddy. Confirming everything you had hoped for. It is her. It really fucking is her! You are sitting at her table right now!

Now that you are certain of this, you see no reason to be subtle about checking out her big tits one more time. You let your eyes wander down without even trying to hide it this time. Her fat tits stuffed in that tight tanktop look amazing. Much more squished together than last night of course, but still amazing.

When your eyes move up again you find her smiling at you. "You do like them, don't you? I noticed that last night as well." She said. It was neither a question nor was it an accusation. Just a simple statement of the fact that she was perfectly aware of you staring at her fat tits, liking them even, And that she was perfectly fine with that.

You breathe in and out to calm yourself before you answer "Yes. Yes, I do." After thinking back on last night you add "And I stand by everything I said I would do to them too." She gives a sharp intake of breath. Not quite a gasp, but close to it. You can see something in her eyes now. Nervousness? No, excitement more likely. Maybe something in between.

At first, you are a bit confused as she suddenly looks to your right, somewhere behind you, and nods. Then she does the same thing on your left side. "What are you..." you begin but she just says "Just checking if the coast is clear." Your jaw drops, as she pulls up her tank top to free her huge breasts, giving you the most amazing titty drop you have ever had the pleasure to witness.

They actually make an audible thud as they hit her stomach. Hanging free like that, they look even more like they did last night. She must have been checking behind him that no one is watching you two right now. A part of your brain is aware that most likely this will only last a few seconds. She will have to cover them up again soon. But the main part of your brain has a different idea.

Nothing could stop you from reaching out and digging your fingers deep into her soft tits. It is amazing how they sink in there as you squeeze her breasts right there at the table. A second later you realize what you are doing and let go and she quickly covers up again. You look behind you. No one gives you a strange look. Phew seems like no one has caught you.

As your eyes meet after this you see it in her face. Longing. Desire. And utter devotion. She would do anything for you. And let you do anything to her. "Let's get out of here!" you say in a sharp whisper. You reach in your pocket and slam some money on the table, probably way too much for your two coffees, but that is not important right now. Important is the way she lets you pull her up from her seat immediately, sighing "Yes, Daddy!"