Several more pictures followed, each showing Dad's cock and Grandma's head from above. In the last photo, Dad's hand was holding Grandma's hair and hi... cock was completely inside her mouth. I grasped Mom's tits and tried to angle my cock up into Mom's slit and this caused her to drop the picture. She whirled around to face me."You can't do that, Jon. I don't care what your father did with Grandma."I dipped my knees and tired to get my cock into Mom's pussy despite her objection."No, Jon. You. Strip you fuckingslut. I dared not say noI undressed he slapped my face hard over here then put arm and legcuffsBent me over a bench clipped the cuffs to a chain lock and took the caneto me only 10 but they hurt like hell my legs wide open my arse raisedmy tummy was flat over the bench my head was in a contraption that mademy head look forward I can see why just right for face fuckingMaster David took his clothes off and walked round to look I was SecureHe rubbed his cock over my face. . Ms. Four, this is Mr. Z, your first rendezvous of the Debt Settlement Cruise. I will leave you two to get more acquainted and wish you both an enjoyable evening.’ With that said, Zack’s hostess departed their presence. She took her place flanking the Captain’s Chair, part of the bevy of hostesses that catered to the needs of the VIP gentlemen. Things looked to be going well and, freed from those duties for the moment, one or two of the hostesses would serve at the Captain’s pleasure later in. " Sharon felt her life swarming around her head. Who was this? What did they want? How did they get the pictures? Who have they told? Her husband was a senior partner in a prestigious law firm. If it got out that his wife was a drug snorting slut it would ruin his reputation. He has political aspirations! Sharon reached for the liquor cupboard. She poured herself a stiff whiskey and drank it; wiping her lips after. Just then her phoned buzzed with a text message. "Wear the outfit you wore at.