I cant believe this! I cant believe youd…..molest my son in law! Are you out of your mind? Marcy nearly screams. Stick around, Marcy. I havent even ...tarted yet. Now unless you want to close your little company before it opens go tell my husband to get the tool box. Well have him fixed in no time. I dont hear the door open. Do it, Marcy. Go get Ernest. Earnest. Click. I didnt remember the name Joan but you cant forget a man named Ernest. He was slight, pale man of about 50. Joan was the epitome. Sometimes I'd recall Kate's dildo pounding into my ass but mostly I dreamed about oral sex. Once again I slept fitfully, waking up every hour or so with a painful erection. At seven thirty I couldn't wait any longer. I got up and showered and shaved. I borrowed a tip from Kate and used some lotion to sooth my freshly shaved and very tender skin. I left the house at eight and had to wait almost ten minutes before I took the elevator to Phil's floor."Good morning, Angela!" I greeted her. Read part 1 and 2 to get the story line.==============================================With Bob's funeral was the most exquisite event that my mother or I had ever been to.We were introduced as employees of Bob to avoid embarrassment to the family. However, what Catherine didn't count upon was just how many people my mother had served. A few of Bob's minions had fucked mom when she worked the streets and even though they couldn't be sure, they kept looking at her trying to recognize her. While. Then, you can have her, she replies. You come over to me, take my head in your hands and spit on me. Now fucktoy, you say, I guess I had it wrong. Shes gonna fuck you. Take all of it. Its not just over when you make the dick come, I guess. Shell have as much fun as she wants. She interrupts you, Damn right I will. I dont have no dick to tire me out. I can go as long as I want. She turns to you and says, I appreciate this, man. Its been a while since the wife left. Havent been able to give a.