He knew it was just a case of being frightened of his own mortality. Maybe a bullet behind the ear or a quick shove off a railway platform was a bette... way to go. The choices were not very appealing in either direction.Oscar didn't recognize him.He thought Harry was the police come to arrest him for some long forgotten transgression. He backed out of the room with regret and said his good nights to Bojana. He pitied her long term depressing future looking after the befuddled old man.Olga was. “Oh nothing. The plumber forgot it the other day. Hot photos! I couldn’t help checking them out.” “Jen!!” I thumbed through the slick pages and my heart skipped a beat. “Couldn’t be real,” I mumbled. “Photoshopped for sure.” I paused at one of the dark skinned guys. Standing beside a waist high fence, he had laid his cock on the top of the railing like a thick rubber tube. Wetness oozed obscenely from the foreskin. He resembled Roger, except that Roger was bald and leaner. I quickly closed the. Eight months later I received a call from my sister saying that she was going to be in town and asking if she could crash a few days at my house. I told her that I'd love to her and the kid. She said, "This trip's just for me."A month later she knocks on my door. I open it up to see her and wow, is she smoking. She's dressed to the nines in a skin tight black dress and she'd definitely got something up top. She was always beautiful: tall and skinny with long dark hair and those deep blue eyes,. "You taste different" I heard my daughter say."It's a new body cream" replied Bridget."You like?" I love it, I want more" groaned my daughter sticking her tongue back up Bridgets ass.My cock almost instantly got hard again hearing those words from my daughters mouth and because Bridget was blocking Milly's face from seeing me, I quickly started to tug on my cock.Bridget grinned seeing me rubbing my cock watching them, and then she leant forward and started to finger and lick Milly's little bald.