Their assessment stopped at her tits (which were formidable, to be sure) and they never bothered to pay attention to how smart she was. Their loss. He...felt better knowing that the FMCA wouldn’t be bothering her, or anyone else, ever again. He would never forget that wonderful evening with Tiff and Pi at the Red Roof Inn. He’d do it again in a heartbeat. His cock got hard every time he recalled what it had been like to be with the two of them.After the computer crash and the deal, he’d struck. ‘Shh, you don’t have to say anything, just listen to me. Slide a finger inside yourself for me. Remember how mine felt when I first did it to you.’ He rubbed his hardened cock through his pants. Alexia did what she was told. She moaned into the phone savoring the feeling of her finger, wishing it was his. Her other hand played with her hardened nipples pinching and rubbing them. His breathing was ragged as he tried to regain his composer. Chris wanted her to be satisfied even if he wasn’t. What I was not clear about was whether a man could marry a mother AND daughter, so I got a friend to make enquiries for me – It was actually the black lady that Bert had tried to attack. She got back to me with the confirmation that the only restriction was the man (or woman) being closely related to any proposed spouse. There was no genetic link to John involved, so it was fine. John did not know this, so I arranged for him to drink too much and end up having sex with me. I then egged him on. “We’ve never really talked about kids. I’m not sure about that.”“Oh, please!” Liz said. “Kids love you!”“Yeah, because I’m a fun uncle-type,” I said.“You love them just as much as they love you!” Liz protested.“Because I can give them back when I’m done,” I said. “I’ve ... I’ve thought about it. I mean, who hasn’t? But I just don’t know if it’s right, particularly given the nature of your business and mine.”Liz nodded.“Now that explanation actually makes sense,” she said. “The others were just.