At eleven thirty or so, Teresa’s company showed up. He was an average looking guy in his late thirties. He knocked once and she let him in very quic...ly. Ten minutes later, a cab left Al, at the end of the drive and he quickly snuck to my place. I told him to come inside. He asked me if anyone showed up yet. I described the guy as best I could, and it didn’t ring a bell for Al. We went to my bedroom and sat in the dark on the edge of my bed waiting for the show to begin. We made some small. He’s a big man.”Pilar looked back the way they’d come. “He seemed like a sweetheart. I’m sure he’d be very gentle with you.”Nick’s eyes widened. “You know, I think I might have to change my number anyway. I’ve had this one for as long as I’ve had a cell phone and it’s in pretty thorough circulation. I’ve been whitelisting, but my voicemail is still filling up faster than I can handle it.” He smirked. “And while I hate to be an area code snob, I’m not sure that 845 matches my current. He grunted his approval and unbuckled his leather riding pants. Master never wore underwear so his thick cock immediately rolled out in front of the slaves face. He stroked it a little to stiffen it up and then sank his fingers into her red hair. Margie tilted her head and looked up at him. He required her to always look up when sucking his dick. She waited for him to use her. Master guided her head toward him and let the end of his cock enter her mouth through the leather gag. Her tongue found. She could see by the look in his eyes, that he had reached his breaking point. Today, he would be hers.Jeff's hands seemed to have a mind of their own as he quickly undressed himself. As the last of his clothes were deposited on the floor beside the couch, he slowly lowered himself to his knees as he gazed hungrily at the prize that he was being given. He had been told that incest was wrong, but as he began lowering his lips to his panting sister's and began kissing her, softly at first then.