"Once that work was done, I put 3 fingers in her pussy, had her put her arms around my neck, and then put my other arm under her ass, and said, "Which...way to the bedroom?"She answered, "Up the steps and to the first door on the right."I picked her up and up we went.I laid her on the bed, and said, "I want you to strip me now," which she did. Then I said, "First I want those lovely lips on my dick and give me a good blow job." I sat on the edge of the bed and she got on her hands and knees in. I closed my eyes, hit the button and put the ‘phone to my ear. It was my financial advisor Theresa Roberts’ voicemail saying she wasn’t available and that I should leave a message. I ‘tutted’ and scrolled down again. It was the same with Steve Reynolds, the guy who managed the estate agency that handled the acquisition of our apartment. I hoped it would ‘third time lucky’ and it was. A familiar voice at the other end answered, “Hello, Simon Parker.” “Hi Simon.” I said. “You know who this.”. "Daddies away again and that women is making eyes at Burke, she'll do better coming over here." What are you brother and sister doing?" I asked."I wouldn't bet against them fucking each other like rabbits," she giggled."No surely not," I said."Why not, nothing impossible in this fucked up family," she sighed."Daddy dearest can't keep his hands of my tits, well can't really blame him for that now can we," she said pushing her chest out for me to see. "Darling step mum and the butler are after. ” I could hear rapid typing in the background.“Is anyone injured?”“Oh, yeah. I’m pretty sure the mugger’s dead.” More typing.“I have deputies and paramedics on the way. Please stay on the line and wait where you are.”“Roger, dispatch, please inform responding officers that the intended victims are a couple in their mid 60s. I’m a white male, 5’10”, 160 lbs with gray hair, wearing a blue Hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts.” I paused to let her typing catch up with my monologue. “My wife is a white.