"Downing the coffee, I put on my bathrobe and padded through to thebathroom. After a quick shower I returned to the bedroom. Examining thecontents of ...y closet it was immediately apparent which were my workand non-work clothes. The former consisted mainly of tailored skirt-suits with knee-length hemlines, while the latter were made up of morecolourful skirts and dresses with much shorter hemlines. Clearly, Iliked showing off my legs which, I had to admit, looked prettyspectacular in a skirt and. “Montgomery Street.”“Alright, I’m coming.” I thought about which way she’d be going, towards where she lives. “Have you passed Whitcombe Street yet?”“No,”“Okay take Whitcombe Street. If there’s a house with a light on, ring the bell. If there’s a loose brick on a wall or anything like that pick it up and break the side window of a car, especially an expensive car, to set the alarm off. Head for the main road, not anywhere quiet. Don’t be quiet either. Make a lot of noise. Scream.”“Okay,” her. Cathy's shorts were dark brown and about mid-thigh long. She wore open-toed sandals. I was as close to speechless as I could be."Mark, you did some work for my aunt a few weeks ago. Maybe you remember Shelley?"Oh my! Was it possible that the two most beautiful women I'd ever met were from the same family?"I remember her very well. A stunning lady." She also remembers you very well. Like I said, she's my aunt but we're only a few years apart in age. My father is her older brother, some 18 years. He tried to get up, but hegot forcibly pulled back and pinned. The two women began to fuck eachother on top of Markus, one of them sitting down on his erection. The twohad fierce lesbian tentacle sex, with poor Markus as their bed. As hetried to speak up, one of the women shot a tentacle from her mouth, whichwent deep into his threat. It was not so deep as to assimilate him.The girls stepped up their pace as tentacles shot out of all the orificespossible, the tentacles rubbing themselves off..