As his hand had reached out to grab her head, despite her attempts to bat it away, it was clear that Preston was willing to risk quite a bit in this sexy game he was playing with Addison, and he could only surmise it was her own level of naughtiness that brought it out in him.  After all, he would have simply told the sexy brunette to hide from her father, not hide and nearly suck him off from beneath the table.<br/><br/>Holding the back of Addison’s pretty head in an iron grip, Preston felt her tight throat convulsing around his thick, pulsing intruder, and it was probably for the best that he could not see her in that moment, or he would have lost all restraint and likely painted her throat with jets of cum.  And something told he would not have fucked his daughters face into orgasms without Gary being able to tell that something was happening.<br/><br/>Luckily, shaky as his voice was, Preston was about to speak loud enough to cover Addison’s involuntary protests from below, and before too long Gary was moving off to attend his high roller private party.  About to look down and ask if Addison was prepared to finish off what she had started, he instead noted her popping up from below and resuming her seat.  He supposed he deserved a little blue balls for his treatment of her a moment ago.<br/><br/>“Well, I thought it was part of the fun, to be honest.”  Preston replied, his grin not hidden in the least.  “I mean, if you are going to suck my cock while I am talking to your Dad, I really think you should be taking all of it.”  He teased.  Turning as the waiter approached with their drinks, Preston chuckled wryly.  “I am just glad he left when he did.  I wasn’t going to last a lot longer.”