"I was fucking five guys"

The revelation shocks you. She was doing what? Instead of being here with you.

A shy, but naughty smirk paints itself across Daisy's face. "I was taking your advice." she says "you told me to just ask a guy to fuck me and see what happens."

Yeah, you think, but you were kinda thinking of yourself when you suggested that.

Daisy seems to feel bad about it, but not that bad about it. "I just got to thinking about what you said and I had to. You should be proud that thinking of you brings out my naughty tendencies."

You're not sure about this. All you can think is that you're now getting Daisy's body after five guys have had it. Should you be jealous? Is that petty? Clearly Daisy still wants to have fun. Clearly she's still horny. She's telling you this with lots of excitement.

"And you saw the DVD's I bought today. I can't resist that sort of thing. I love getting fucked by five guys." Daisy shrugs. This whole thing is at odds with this image you had of her as a sweet, English, girl next door. Even after all that's happened. After her trip to your porn store, and her proposition of you, you still can't help but feel shocked that Daisy is like this.

"Do you?" you don't have much to say. You're just trying to keep your wits about you. But your cock doesn't mind this new revelation. It's as hard as it's ever been.

"Of course I like getting fucked by five guys. I mean... I like getting fucked by thirty guys more. But there were just five at the gym." Daisy bites her lip. Then, with her sweet English accent, adds, "More or less."

"What does more or less mean?" You have to know. She's leading you there because she wants to tell you, clearly.

"Well I went to shower afterward and there were a few guys in the shower too."

"You went into the men's shower?" You ask.

"Well why not?" Daisy responds.

"So how many men have you fucked tonight, exactly?" You demand, trying not to sound demanding. You're not sure if you want to know. But your cock wants to know. The thought absolutely thrills it.

"Like... twelve" Daisy says, stepping forward, placing a hand on your chest. "You don't mind, do you? I'm here with you now."

Daisy is making physical contact with you. And you decide that if you let your mind do the thinking, you're going to be jealous and confused and miss out on whatever this night has to offer. So you're going to let your cock do the thinking.

And it wants you to say. "Tell me about it."

Daisy licks her lips. "Tell you about what, exactly, darling?" She teases