“That's it, Mommy-whore,” groaned Leyla. “Ooh, yes, you love it. You love being a slut-slave!”“I do!” I howled, stars dancing before my ey...s, darkness fuzzing across my vision. “It's where I belong.”“Yes, yes, yes!” Leyla hissed, squirming harder on me. Then she looked over her shoulder. “What would you like next, President Carver?”“To see a father fuck his daughter!”Leyla squealed in delight.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Leyla UmayyahBeing paid to fuck my daddy was the most exciting moment in. It had been built right next to the complex, but not attached. It used to be a Laundromat when Heidi first moved there, but had long since been vacant, falling into some disrepair. ‘What?’ Heidi was still confused, shaking her head. The building looked to have been fixed up some, the paint was new, and the windows weren’t broken. ‘It’s for you,’ Jake said, looking at her like she was outrageously slow on the uptake. ‘For your antique store.’ Heidi stared at him in complete shock, not quite. I dressed sedately, as would befit any mother taking her son to court. Nick was silent on the way there, probably scared at what might happen. So was I, but I tried to make small talk, to no avail. I deliberately had left early so that I would be able to watch the entire proceedings, up until our turn at least. We sat in the second row, close enough to hear but allowing for other heads to partially block us from sight. I was particularly trying to find some other woman or women in the same. I had agreed and said “I will surely cut this chocolate cake into equal halves honey” without any second thoughts and had banged her ass for a long time that night.Ramya got to know about the plan on her birthday morning, she also denied initially but her mother convinced her the same way as she had convinced me. So, it was decided that myself and Ramya will be going and I will be the only person who would witness her 18th birthday. Ramya looked very excited as she loved travelling and.