I am surprised I haven`t contacted some fucking venereal disease yet, since I fucking love a prostitute sucking my fucking cock without a fucking cond...m and then cuming in her fucking mouth, on her fucking face or on her stockings fucking legs. I found a fucking prostitute that had unprotected anal fuck with me and I fucking jerked off about a fucking week just for fucking fantasizing about that fuck stuff, while fucking about four other fucking women in the same fucking week. I`m seriosly. But her body was fully formed, generously endowed and regally mounted. And she was damn near tireless. I had taken her at the foot of her bed before she shed her shift and stays, on my lap in an oversized rocking chair in just her shift and then naked and spread-eagled on the rug before her fireplace in a single orgiastic romp before we made it to her bed about sunset where I claimed to be much too tired for another coupling which began almost at once. That led to her cries for mercy and to her. My late-night tossing and turning led to me sleeping in. I knew everyone else must have had breakfast already. I assumed either my mother or sister had come down to see if I was dead. I pulled on some pants and stumbled to the door. I was surprised to see Cara standing there.“I was sent down to make sure you’re still breathing,” she said loudly. She flashed that wicked smile. “Actually I volunteered,” she said quietly. “I don’t think anyone followed me down.”Cara stepped into the room and. I looked over into my sexy niece's eyes, wondering what was going on with her."You like this, Uncle Tom?" Jessica asked as she giggled and let her hand stroke and fondle my hardon inside my pants. It was always hot to have a woman groping my horny dick underneath the table when we were eating out, but having a sexy and pretty babe like Jessica doing it seemed somehow even more erotic."Yeah, Jessica, I like it a lot," I said, reaching over underneath the table and finding my way into Jessica's.