Lady – “It is ok, dear. Your daughter is in love with you, and she wants to marry you. That is all.”He was bewildered looking at both of us, and...the old lady explained all that to him again. He was astonished to find that incest weddings were present as practice just as I was a few moments ago. His eyes enlarged, and he continued to look at me, asking if this is really true again and again.I nodded at him, and he hugged me in joy too. All our agonies disappeared, and we were now free to be one.. He played with her mounds and brought one nipple between his teeth, tugging and releasing. He flicked his tongue ad suckled, bruising the pink flesh with his teeth. Coupled with his erection pressing into her clit it drew out her orgasm till each nerve in her body broke and shattered. Her pussy walls groped for what it was missing as she shuddered against his strong hold. He reached down and pressed his thumb against the side of her sensitive clit, rubbing in slow agonizing circles. Leela. "Not a rental. They wouldn't want a landlord snooping about. Not a motel either, even a no-tell motel would be too risky. Probably a house, not abandoned -- they'd want power and water -- but a recent sale. It's been done before. They pick it up cheap, when the market's low, and just hold it, maybe rent it out until they need it themselves. Then they'll use it for short-term storage, dump it back on the market before we know it, even burn it down for the insurance. Probably even make a profit. " Said the man. "Really, wow thanks." And with a bolt of energy Maury ran up the hill to Madame Cleo's. I of course followed at a slower pace right behind. Madame Cleo's was a huge tent with ten mirrors lined up in ascending size located inside. Above each mirror was a number from one to ten. The speakers in the tent kept playing "Thank Heaven For Little Girls" from Gigi over and over again. At the entrance was an olive skinned middle aged woman who's clothes and heavy accent revealed.