Kathy Lee's confession looped over and over and over again in my mind. I replayed the events of the last several weeks in my head, starting with the d...y Jenny offered to perform 'service' in lieu of rent, except this time ... this time, I knew the truth. I knew about Jenny's awful childhood. I knew about the awful secret of Katie's parentage -- and Jenny's. I knew about her fucked up mother.The pieces came together to form an awful, ugly jigsaw puzzle. How could this revolting tapestry of sex. Taking a sip of the slightly warmed up Remy Martin, I looked out the window of the Tower Of Texas at the vast array of lights spreading out over the hot summer night. Tracing the lines of the river, I thought I should have eaten at one of the many fine restaurants lining the banks of the San Antonio River. I knew the coolness of the river would have mitigated the summer heat enough to make the dining out bearable.The waiter came back by with the credit card receipt and somewhat hesitantly asked. In total it cost me over a thousand dollars. That is why I don't use credit.The next day. I stayed home all day today instead of going out with friends. I was on the couch waiting for my first package when Beth walked in. "Hey, son what you watching?" She asked trying to start a conversation. "I'm not your son and I'm watching Rick and Morty." She sighed and got up just as the doorbell rang. I jumped up and made it to the door before her. I opened it and smiled as the mailman stood with three. He gently navigated in and out as my walls were stretched by his thick member and his member was pressurized by my inner walls. My hands wandered on my oiled breasts. His hands were on my well apart knees. He slowly picked up the pace as I tried to synchronize his movements with mine. Gentle pushes became ferocious pounding, sighs became grunts and soft moans became loud shrieks of pleasure. Soon I raised my hips as every inch of my body contracted in unison and I climaxed with a final shriek..