Her dress, was a thin skirt, that was as wide as my hand and as flimsy as a feather. I held out my hand to her and she took it, walking towards me.'Be...gentle with her', the Chief mumbled as I went past him. 'She's my niece'I guided her down the steps and towards the empty, clean bed in the centre of the arena. In the other five beds, men were plowing the young women, but hardly any of the girls looked like they were enjoying it.'What's your name?', I asked her looking into her eyes.'Emma', she. So I grab my cock eating wife's head with both hand's, when suddenly Samantha rushes back in the living room and witnesses me power fucking my wife's face and see's all Jimmy's cum splattering out between my wife's lip's and around my rock hard cock and say's "holy shit he's coming a lot" thinking all the come is mine. And for some reason this really excite's me and I say to my wife "here it come's you dirty, cum guzzling, pig whore because she like's me to say that to her when I'm really. She told me that from now on I could take and wear anything in her bedroom.With that, she closed her laptop and stood up. I could see she wasn’t wearing anything under the negligee. She asked me how she looked, with which I replied, “Hot, sexy, and beautiful.”She said, “That’s exactly how I feel.”“You should feel this way, too.”“Maybe tomorrow night,” were her closing words as she slowly walked to her bedroom.We spent two or three nights a week through the remainder of winter on the couch with. After returning to the station, I wait until your last customer leaves, and hand it to you. I didn’t want to be there when you read it, so I left for a few hours. When I got back, you said you liked it, and then started talking to me more about sex. Actually, it was more about what you liked and didn’t like about it. All I remember is how you had told me that you didn’t care for blowjobs. I looked at you in a way that you could tell I didn’t understand what you meant. Then I told you exactly.