My cock had obviously woken before me and was tenting the bed clothes. As I lay there, I began to imagine her bending down to get things out of the cu...boards, her tight skirt stretched over her ass. I began to stroke my cock at the thought of it.I had taken the room a month before and from the first day I'd moved in I'd imagined what it would be like to get into her pants. She was in her early sixties, forty years older then me, but that made no difference, she was still fuckable, with a good. Hank Jr., the head of the family, was just as perverted as his father, so when he took over as man of the house, things changed.The first thing he did was hire a plastic surgeon to give all the girls breast implants. All the girls over the age of twelve now had double D cup breasts. He then took each of the girls one by one and tattooed their right breasts with “Property of Hank Stenson”. He instructed all of the girls to call him Daddy, even if he wasn’t their father. Everyone in the house. I walked in to it knowing that I'll be submitting myself to someone for an exchange of some form of finance. Who am I? Who have I become? I've become the woman I've often fantasized about in my adolescent years. I look him straight in the eyes as I take off my shoes and tell him I knew he'd want this mid-way through dinner. The dark circles around his eyes, boyish good looks and slim frame hides the dark desires of his soul, but his piercing eyes looking right into mine tells me he's anything. ‘She sure don’t look like she’s being coerced!’ exclaimed Angelica, admiringly. The girl sure knew how to give a guy head! They watched, fascinated, as the girl went down on the dapper-looking, middle-aged man, time after time. Suddenly, the man pulled out of her, and strings of creamy cum, spurted out of the end of his twitching cock, splattering over her upturned face and breasts. ‘Look, she’s laughing, she’s loving every fuckin’ minute!’ Mike exclaimed, bitterly. Angelica, whilst revolted,.