Some years ago Eric began to feel his slave-mother was getting a bit old. Of course she still looked a lot younger than she actually was, but still wh...n she reached her fifties her breasts were getting saggy and her body was loosing it's attractiveness; so Eric decided to sell her to a brothel. Emily was sad to have to leave but she had fallen so far in her life of slavery that she almost didn't care who owned her as long as she had an owner.Eric's daughters were Ann and Beatrice, Ann was his. "I thought so," he responded and looked at her nipples."That's because of the breeze blowing against them," Sandra tried to explain."Sure, and the blush on your cheeks, is because you are feeling ashamed," Frederik chuckled.Sandra wrapped her arms around Frederik and pushed her breasts against his chest."Even if it wasn't so, I still would give that as an explanation."Frederik just smiled at Sandra and then kissed her on the lips."I need to get dressed now," Sandra said."Dressed?" Frederik. . nothing much u can ask forMy mouth touched her pussy..what a taste ouchhchchchhchcchhhahahahahahhahahahWas the moan I can hear….. and she started to press my head tight on her pussy … and I started to slowly taste the treasure and can feel her wetness. Dint even imagine that she would be so wet… and took my tongue out and started to lick her wetness… slowly pushed open her pussy with my tongue….HhhhhhaaahahahahahahahhahahahaaasshshshshshhshshshshmmmmmWas her moan and I held her tight and my. Matt saw Rick and Dianna walking into the school together and was gladdened by the sight. They looked good together and if anyone deserved a little good fortune, Dianna did. He wasn’t sure what Rick had done that put the broad smile on the slim, pretty girl’s face, but he was happy to see it there. Lisa Dutille was standing next to Matt. She’d seen Rick and Dianna, too. Ever since Miss Conklin arranged for her to get fucked by Rick’s father, she’d been wondering what it would be like to go to.