It is a daily show.’ ‘Same dame?’ ‘Katarina, yes. I let her play. She brings me customers. We both are happy.’ Things must really be tight f...r Kreimer’s if Jonas was willing to let a soiled dove set up shop at the back tables. ‘If you like, I can introduce you.’ Jonas winked like a copper on the take. ‘She prefers finger pie, but for you, maybe the whole meal?’ Moe took a quick hinge at the couple. Katarina was a looker, but in that hard, cover-your-balls sort of way. She was Dietrich, but. "Uh, a Scotch. Ice." he croaked, throat suddenly dry. He had to talk to the nubile woman-child, make it clear to her that what had happened the other day could never be allowed to reach her mother.His eyes fastened onto the sight of her tight young ass cheeks, twitching and swaying through the miniskirt, as she walked away from him towards the kitchen.She felt his eyes on her. Her already slavering pussy throbbed all the more urgently, as if it could smell his nearby lusts rising.She poured him. I cried out sharply as he pulled back and ordered him 'Joel, stop now...' He looked at me like a hurt puppy. His huge cock head was still lodged in my ass and throbbed like a massive pump. I looked up and gasping between throbs 'Joel, remember what I told you, take your time don't rush, you can hurt me very badly if you don't be careful!!!' Joel smiled at me and whispered 'I don't want to hurt you, I'll take my time.' I loosened the grip that I had on his dick and my hand brushed my butt I. "Yeah, and I'll keep what you were doing just between us." But Dad, isn't it wrong to think like that?"My question of whether Kevin found his mother appealing had just been answered. That strange feeling overcame me once more, making me think about them in a lustful embrace."Dad?" he asked, shaking me out of it."No son, it isn't wrong. What I'm about to tell you never leaves this room, you understand?"Kevin nodded as I softly whispered about my own incestual tale and explained how his feelings.