I can't believe it's my daughter

I can't believe it's my daughterby williacjThis proves that all men are dogs, this black guy tried to come up to me the other day and tried to engage me in conversation, I don't find him attractive at all so I brushed him off. I saw him a few days afterwards when i was with my daughter and he gave me a mean stare, I kept talking to her, I noticed she seemed focused on him as he walked away, no daughter of mine should ever be interested in THAT!A few weeks later someone tells me they saw my daughter talking to him, I was not too happy and when i saw her again. i asked her why she was with him and she told me they were talking about life,his job and his personal struggles, I began to get curious. I'm a big skeptic when it comes to these things a mother knows when something doesn't add up. I decided to do some snooping and went to the cafe she works at and asked the baristas if they've seen my daughter with this skinny unattractive black guy. "not here" one of them said"she's either on her laptop or doing schoolwork"my daughter works there and is a regular frequent visitor so they kaçak iddaa know her well.I was very uncomfortable with him having any contact with my daughter, I couldn't go through my daughter's phone to check who's she's calling because she's an adult but i wondered what was going on between them. her and i sat down at my kitchen table and I asked her kindly, honestly are you too dating? what is he saying to you? she told me he's harmless and he means no harm to me.I want to confront him and tell him he shouldn't be talking to my daughter after attempting to say hello to me, I'm not jealous I just feel it's wrong for him to be talking to her or any female member of my family. then one night i decided to make a random visit to the cafe still very suspicious about them hanging out. I walked in and strangely there was no one at the counter. I went to the bathroom and attempted to open the bathroom door and found it was locked seconds later i heard a woman moaning softly followed by several smacking noises then i heard"oh William" then another smack "omi god, oh god yes William Charlie kaçak bahis James right there ooh yes uhhh-"I heard him demand"bend your ass over" then i hear sounds of kissing"yes yes pull my goddamn hair please! ohh that feels fucking good!" she gasped i stood there at the bathroom door raging inside,this black son of a bitch is fucking my daughter! i wanted to bust that damn door open and pull him off my daughter. i stood at the door for a few more minutes brimming with rage.furious and angry I turned and stormed out of the cafe.I drove home just seething mad, I just heard some black guy fucking my daughter in the bathroom of a cafe where she works. I pulled up to the house got out of the car and stormed into the house. I grabbed my phone and called my husband."honey she's 18 now you can't tell her who she can and cannot have sex with" he said to her.I told him that I was angry at the fact that she had sex with a guy who I turned down. "honey you're jealous." he told her. no hon, i'm not jealous, I have you at home, If I turn a guy down then he goes and gets into my daughter's illegal bahis panties that's a no-no, I told him."honey listen, why don't you just have him over for dinner and we can have a foursome" he suggested.I almost dropped the phone."honey, listen, you're jealous that he fucked her and not you" he said"hear me out, he's probably a nice guy, why don't you give him a chance?" I was very uncomfortable with my husband suggesting we bring this guy into our home and let him have sex with our daughter again."if you don't wanna do this I understand" he says."but trust me, you might like it afterwards."I sighed."honey we have a great sex life" he told her."but I think this may help spice things up a bit in our marriage." he told me to think about it before confronting about what she did at work tonight.I promised him that it wasn't going to be easy getting over what i heard in that bathroom at the cafe, he assured me that I would enjoy his suggestion.after getting off the phone with him i sat there at the kitchen table with my head in my hands.was I really jealous that i wasn't the one getting hammered in that bathroom or was I just trying to protect my daughter? I sat there thinking about what my husband just told me, maybe this was a good thing about to get greater.....to be continued....?