"Ain't you the guy that owns this building?" she asked. I couldn'tanswer. The mortification was just too much. Blushing all over, I hungmy head.'Well ...ure!" Francie laughed, "I wouldn't miss this party for nothin'."It went like that, with minor humiliating variations, at the otherapartments. In no time at all, Veronica's apartment was filled withpartying hookers. I had to simper about, serving drinks, smiling,passing out snacks, curtsying, offering up my pratt for spankings,cooing, "Oooh, thank. We grew up together. And although we are not biologically related, emotionally, we are as close as siblings can be.We lose our father: Even before my stepdad was killed, it was pretty much just my mom, my stepbrother and me at home most of the time. Dad was a career military officer who spent extended periods of time deployed overseas. Since many of his deployments were to war zone areas, the rest of the family remained back in the states. We often lived in military housing, either on the base. Annabelle had now mounted Rayven, and they were fucking on the floor right beside Mark and Kat. Seeing both girls naked side by side, they did look almost identical now, the only identifying difference was Kat still had a bit of a landing strip, whereas Annabelle’s pussy was bare, and Kat had a lasso tattoo on her left breast.Suddenly fantasies of fucking twins was in both Rayven and Mark’s minds and soon Rayven was moaning and squirting her hot cum into Annabelle’s pussy. Annabelle moved to. .. I know you, hot-ass!"She saw the dust rising up behind the car as it approached along the back road behind her house. She became excited, her cunt pulsating as she watched the car approach. Nothing was said about running into the house for clothing so she and her son waited, naked, Judy almost dancing around with anticipation.The car stopped and Judy saw Frank and the short boy climb out. Behind them came Jane. But then she saw a man about her age get out, too!"Oh, shit!" Judy squealed,.