Then she had to think back, very rarely did he ever make a request of her.As she walked toward the bar the bartender motioned to a spot. “He said yo... would be on time” she said as she pointed to a drink sitting at the bar. Taking her seat she noticed that it was sitting on an odd coaster. Picking up the martini and taking a sip she realized that it a piece of paper with 112 written on it. The paper was wrapped around a room key. Looking back up the bartender winked at her and walked away.Her. “Then I’m on the case Mr Maroney”And that’s how the craziest case I’ve taken on started. I called Janice in so we could start planning my travel. I’ll never regret hiring Janice, nearly 6ft of red hair and tits with a predilication for anal sex. As she walked in she dropped her trousers and panties and bent over my desk. “I’ll need a ticket to Paris Janice” I said as I pulled out my cock and started to rub it. Quickly I was fully erect and ready to push it up her butthole. “Yes sir” she. I pulled back so just his cockhead was between my lips and I applied suction. Two seconds later, he came. It hit the back of my throat with force. I ran my tongue along the underside of his cock, and he spurted again. All else fell away as I became consumed with the taste of his cum. I'd missed this, and I'd missed the feeling of satisfaction that comes from making a man shoot his wad.I rolled it around on the inside of my mouth, savoring it, before pulling off so I could swallow properly.. My cockhead was above her navel, but she pulled herself up and half sat on the island, legs apart. Her pussy was swollen and inviting. The phrase ‘born ready’ floated through my mind, while I tackled the tie on the other side so the bikini bottoms came completely open.Her hands were still on my shoulders. Did she not know to open her pussy lips with her fingers? Or was it a challenge? A challenge demonstrating that it was completely natural for her to get fucked by her girlfriend’s father ... I.