That said, on the job they had me down for at the end of the week (Sunday) I was told there could be some good tips available. I signed the forms and ...ave them my details. All I needed was a black bow tie, white long sleeve shirt, polished black leather shoes and black trousers.I turned up for each of the events, all in big local hotels and found myself as a nobody following the orders of trumped up managers full of their own importance. I hated it and was having to learn the bar terms as I. Brent smirked down at me as I followed his and his mother's orders, then pressed the head of his cock up against her clit so I was tickling that with my tongue as well, and he started to leak heavily."God, you're such a fuckin' loser, dad." He spat, as he changed his angle of attack and sank his cock into my mouth and down my throat. With my wife sitting astride me and my head between my son's legs there was nothing I could do to get away, and I gagged as my own son forced me to fellate him,. ”“I guess I have my answer. You aren’t on the pill?”“No, you know we want a baby.”“You know where I’m going to come then?”She reached for my hand, but talked to him, “You told me last night.”“Is that what you want?”She squeezed, “Yes, I want to feel it.”They both turned their heads to look at me. I guess they expected more than my earlier nod.I found my perversion was as twisted as a pretzel, “Your girlfriend is supposed to be at peak fertility today, but I hope I already made her pregnant.”The. “Ohhhh, that’s nice,” my wife’s impersonator mummers. I must say that her recent spanking as made her beautiful ass glow a very fetching pink. Wrapping her knickers into a ball I bend over her body and command, “Open wide.” Getting no response I locate a nipple and twist. Her cry is soon muffled by her knickers.Pulling her hands to the small of her back I pin her their helplessly bent over. One handed I release my belt, buttons, zip, allowing my trousers to fall. Lifting my swollen dick and.