" she said in a tired voice. She glanced over at her daughter. Suzy sat there, staring out the window. She had inherited her mother's lovely alabaster...skin, gorgeous facial features, and beautiful gray-blue eyes. Unfortunately for her, she didn't inherit her mother's height or natural grace. Suzy was an awkward "late bloomer", barely 4'11" tall. Over the summer, she transformed from the "skinny rich girl with chicken legs" to a lovely young woman who went from an flat A cup to a C cup, filled. Lucy at least was understanding. She never barged in, she always called first.That is right up till the day she got a wild hair up her ass. She wanted to know who she was sharing me with. Even if we had broken it off, she most likely would have continued to stalk me. After all Lucy was family. I couldn’t just ignore her. Family is like that, at least mine was.Lori on the other hand stopped by when she could take a half hour of downtime. She didn’t seem to get that I was old and need a some. ..Margaret stood behind Lucy, Lucy turned around and they started to kiss....they were going to put on a show for us as we watched, cocks in hand.They stopped kissing and Lucy looked straight ahead at us, she had a horny look on her face was biting her bottom lip, her denim pants then turned dark as she began to piss through her shorts..."oh wonderful" said Margaret. The piss was gushing down her legs and was a fantastic sight...Alan's cock was now fully hard and was slowly wanking it so as not. Why the fuck did she need me so high up. What the fuck was she playing at?
 I settled myself with the fact that it would soon be over and and that it would all be worth it when I was earning money for my holiday.She started asking me questions again. This time about my sexual history, the number of sexual partners I’d had, if I practiced safe sex and the like. I fumbled through the answers, most of them exaggerated. It was the next question that threw me. Very calmly she asked, ’Do you.