"I guess you don't have a sensitive sphincter like Kathy and I do." Christi!" Kathy almost screamed as the tiny tube knocked on her tight backdoor. "Y...u can't possibly be serious? She's going to put her whole arm up there!" Yeah," Christi said dreamily, "I know."The girls had just finished filling Mommy when the doorbell rang. Kathy dashed downstairs to welcome their guests."Ho ho, Kathy," Officer Ray wrapped his arms around her waist. "Nothin' like being greeted by an eager suspect. Where's. .. I would have ended up with a pervert son.' No! There were no kids in her life and she was grateful for that considering her troubled past.She wandered around the house having something to eat, reading the paper and having a nice refreshing shower. It seemed like a foregone conclusion that she returned to the spare bedroom, as soon as possible. She contemplated remaining naked after her shower and roaming around the house with nothing on, but then she decided to choose modesty over. Lana climbed out of bed, feeling her puckered asshole pulsing expectantly as she rummaged through her overnight bag. It took her only a moment to find the little jar of Vaseline. Sliding back onto the mattress, she uncapped the jar and withdrew a thick gob of petroleum jelly. Lana suppressed a giggle as he greased her son's cock.He still slept soundly, even after his prick was dripping from knob to root with the goo. Last night's fuck sessions had really taken a lot out of her boy.Well, she. ”“Are you another billionaire?”“Huh? Hardly. Why?”“Oh, it’s just that the two other owners of the club are. Owen’s worth several billion, and he told me last night the other partner in the club is Mark Worthington. He’s got to be worth a hundred billion according to Owen.”“Holy shit. No, I didn’t know that, only that a guy named Mark wanted controlling interest, so he retained fifty-one percent of the stock when the deal was cut. I had heard his last name but didn’t associate the owner of a.