.” Rita said. “Bad ... when I’m not ... around...”I nodded my head, twisting the pendant.“That’s right. But I’m here to teach you how to...handle your daughters,” I said. “Because I’m trustworthy. Right?”“Trustworthy,” Holly said, her voice a monotone.“You’re my friend,” Rita said. “Trustworthy.”“That’s right.”I heard footsteps approaching the door. Talking. I shuddered, my daughter was right on time. She was speaking with someone. I heard the giggles of teenage girls through the doors. Through. Somehow they enjoyed making us jealous by showing themselves fucking and enjoying. Soon pictures turned to videos and we were witnessing live porn every day. This was welcoming for us because this ignited our sex life too.One day we shared a kissing pic in the group and it was quite a passionate kiss. Then more pics started flowing from all of us. Gradually nudes started coming in. This was a secret group and everything was normal. Eventually it became like we were having more and more sex to. I kneel before him and licked his dick, he moaned. I enclose the head in my mouth and bobbed up and down his cock giving him deepthroat. I took it out then teased his shaft with my tongue. "Fuck, mmm, fuck I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum all over you, and your big tits." I leaned back and felt the stream land all over my face and chest savoring what fell in my mouth. Now it was the other's turn. They each took their turn. Captive to the thought that if he didn't do it twice like his mother did, then he was only half the whore that she was and he would never live with that! He moved slowly to the taller man and began sucking. Like a flash another light of new realization set in and with it came the thought: If sucking Sig's cock made fifty bucks for his mother, didn't that mean that Brian was prostituting his mouth? If so then it meant that he . . . he was a prostitute! He hadn't even realized it before. A.