The Love Blanket Mr. President
Misguided

Disappointed and hurt, that's what Angel felt that night. It was vividly remembered how Dante's facial expression was when he chose Evelyn to accompany him that night. At the same time, Angel curses Carmen who is inside herself. Because Carmen always uses feelings when she is with Dante, making Angel always sick.

All the swearing and scolding now came out of the mouth of the beautiful girl. "Stupid Morgan! Why would she humiliate me just to buy this fucking dress and what about her? He spent the night with his cheating wife! Goddamn bum! Morgan Fuck!"

Dave glanced at her while smiling from the middle rearview mirror. With a flushed face, Angel pulled the barrier available in the luxury car. "Sorry, Dave, you shouldn't have listened to this,"

"Please, Miss," said Dave rolling one side of his eye.

After the barrier covered Angel and Dave, the girl leaned her body on the car seat with a long sigh. He almost forgot Frank was next to him if the man didn't offer him a drink.

"Hey, have a drink and calm yourself. After that, you can continue cursing your daddy," said Frank. He pours drinks for Angel and himself and invites the girl to smash the edges of their glasses at each other. "Cheers to get away from that jerk named Dante Morgan!"

"Yes, cheers!" reply Angel. He immediately swallowed the glass. "Aarrghhh, shit!"

Frank tightens his seat until it sticks to Angel's body which is in an unconscious condition because of emotions and a little influence of alcohol to master it. The man again poured the drink into Angel's glass and invited her to cheers back.

One glass, one glass,

Two glasses, two,

Three glasses, though,

Four glasses, though,

"Haha! If you'd known me a little longer, you could've saved me, Stanley! Ahaha! The men in my town stink of sweat but they're durable! Ahaha! You lost to them, Stanley," said Angel.

A wide grin adorned Frank's face. "It's so rude of you to call me by my family name! But, it's okay, just for tonight, I'd like you to call me whatever you call me, honey,"

Angel put her index finger on Frank's lips. "Hush! Don't call me that because I'm not yours, Daddy Stanley! Ahhaha!"

Frank takes Angel's hand and kisses her palm. The kiss grew longer and longer up to the girl's arm.

"You're forbidden to kiss my lips, that's my rule, Daddy!" whispered Angel and suddenly, she had already laid herself in the car seat.

Without an answer and as if not wanting to waste time, Frank's lips turned deeper and deeper into Angel's open cleavage. He rained down on the surface of the girl's hill with endless kisses. "Tonight, you're mine, Angel,"

Angel, who had been consumed by alcohol, just nodded and helped Frank open his party dress. Both of Frank's eyes were perfectly rounded as soon as he saw the beautiful scenery that was right below him. But this time, Frank was in no hurry. He does not want to upset himself, because based on experience, Angel does not like to play rough. So, he gently returned to kiss the two Angel hills alternately.

Sure enough, Angel gave a gentle sigh as Frank's tongue played on the tip of his increasingly hardened hill. The man smiled widely and continued his activities. Her free hand provides extra service to the hilltop Angel on the other side and makes the girl move like a hot worm.

"Ooh, Daddy! It's hot!" his sigh. Angel pulls and presses Frank's head to enjoy the man's game more.

Frank opens the top of Angel's dress so that she more easily and freely plays both of the girl's solid flesh. He sipped it greedily like a thirsty baby. Angel's pounding under Frank's cage.

Frank's fingers are now creeping down. Because Angel's dress is long and open up to the top of the thigh, Frank did not need to bother to reveal the dress. Easily, he found Angel's heavenly burrow and slowly pressed down on it to make it more open.

Unfortunately, their game was forced to stop because Dave knocked on the back window glass. "Master, it's here,"

Frank peeked while cursing the middle-aged man. "Shit!"

"Take me to my house, you know my home address, right? Miss Angel is sleeping and I don't want to wake her up" Frank half-whispered.

Dave nodded and started the car engine again to carry out the orders of his best friend. While the car is driving, Frank continues his action when he hears Angel's sigh.

"Dad, why stop?" ask Angel.

Frank raises his game. Angel's moaning and sighing voice could not possibly not be heard by Dave this time. "Owch, Dad! Faster, Honey! Faster! Oh, Daddy, your fingers are so naughty!"

Shortly after, the car stopped. Frank asks Angel to put his dress back on.

"Why should I wear it? In a moment, this dress won't be worn, will it, Dad?" ask Angel with a sexy voice and really make Frank's passion more tempestuous.

"We moved places, Angel Darling. You see, I can't wait to strip that beautiful dress of yours, too" whispered Frank as he squeezed one of Angel's hills and made Angel moan.

Frank shouldered Angel to go inside and once the door closed, a war of pleasure ensued. They stripped each other of their clothes.

Unable to stand it, Frank sits on the piano chair and lets Angel lead the game. Angel's fingers and tongue moved quickly. He gave Frank his best servant.

Something inside Frank nearly explodes out, the man trying to hold him back as hard as they have yet to get to the core game.

Impatiently, Frank lifts Angel's body onto the piano and executes the girl there. He plunged his veined trunk into Angel's wet valley. The two of them hugged each other and bathed in sweat, until they finally managed to reach the top together.

"No disappointment, Stanley," said Angel limp.

"You're great too. Well, Dante will pay you a high price" Frank replied. He rode on the piano and lay down on Angel's side. "Hey, you want to be with me? I'll pay you higher than Dante,"

Angel shook her head. "No, thank you. I think I'll fight someone tomorrow. He's my arch-enemy and right now, I have a huge grudge against him,"

"Who? Evelyn?" ask Frank.

Again Angel nodded. "No! Carmen Brooke!"

Meanwhile at Christian Grey's residence, Dante is unable to enjoy the party. His mind kept drifting at Angel. Still recorded clearly in his memory the eyes of Angel who was disappointed when he looked at him.

Throughout the party, Dante continued to chug down on the glasses of booze. His sight was now a little blurred. He was looking for a sofa or chair or whatever it was that he could use to lie down.

With a staggering step, he finally found a long, L-shaped sofa and the man immediately lay on it.

Dante continued to rummage and call out Angel's name. "Angel, I'm sorry. I'm so stupid! Sorry,"

Sometimes he would cry and say Angel's name. Dante continued like that, until the party was over.

"Dad! Why are you even sleeping? Go, go!" Evelyn. The girl tried to wake up the man who was still her husband.

Dante blinked his eyes. "Angel?"

"It's me, Dad! Be aware! Come on, let's go home!" evelyn was upset.

Dante got up from the sofa and hugged Evelyn. "Oh, Angel, I'm sorry! Now I realize, I love you, Angel. Don't go and stay by my side,"

In a drunk and unconscious state, Dante brought his face closer to Evelyn's face, and he gripped the woman who was choking gently. "Angel, I'm sorry" whispered Dante on the sidelines of his pagutan.

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Angel Aka Carmen Brooke, Daddy Dante's. Hope the visuals match, friends