Of course E's younger female sibling, 'M', although quite a looker in her own right, became disillusioned, by her sisters' success, growing instead in...the opposite direction, humping all the men that wanted to hump E, in short she became a douche bag.One guy in particular, called himself 'The King', started to secretly film himself shagging M, very debasing home made videos, where he had a habit of dominating and overpowering her, making her moan out loud and pretend to cum, always positioning. He started to kiss her gently on her temples and moved to her neck. She was crying and telling her nephew over and over "raj, please take it out; please take it out; please take it out." He then kissed her on the mouth and she didn't fight him. She was too tired and worn out to fight anymore. Over one hour of being raped had sapped all her energy. She felt him growing hard again inside her and she couldn't believe it. She resigned herself to getting fucked again. She wondered if he would get. If Molly didn't perform well enough to her satisfaction, then LaTesha would punish her and make her do it again until she was satisfied. Over the last few months, Molly had become very proficient at doing a sexy strip tease.After she dropped the corset she danced and swayed around it flapping up the back of her skirt or the front of her skirt to give tantalizing glimpses of her pussy and ass. Finally with her back to the audience she bent over to pick the corset up while keeping her legs. " I watched the blonde walk all the way out of the room."Nice, isn't she," he smiled."Yeah," I agreed."Now son," he said suddenly serious, "my doctor tells me I haven't got much time left." Oh," I said, "I'm sorry to hear that." Yeah, well no complaints," he smiled, "I've had a good life. Anyway before the locust descend on me and strip this place bare," he waved his hand about, "I want to give you something."He pointed to a small wooden box on his bedside cabinet. It looked very old, banded in.