I'm going to kill you for her."Paul was too frightened to think of anything to say. He was moderately surprised (although too fixated on the gun to sh...w it) when he heard a voice with a classic Irish accent say from on top of his desk, "Ah, me boy-o, but is that a gift yuir dear wife would want?"Lara saw Patty sitting on top of the desk, calmly puffing on a briar pipe. Paul called out, "Whoever you are, save me! Stop her! I'll pay anything you want!"Lara growled, "Stay out of this, Patty!" Ah,. It opened and Tonya stepped out, her tie missing, the top two buttons of her blouse undone. She had a flushed looked to her face.“Hi, Mr. Davies,” she said brightly.“Oh, hi,” I said, hardly noticing her. She had almost a skip to her step as she passed me. Becky was at the door, wearing her school skirt and a tank top, her bra clearly missing, the tight cloth clinging to her large breasts.“Daddy!” she squealed and hugged me. She kissed me, her lips tasting faintly of tangy pussy. “Thank you for. He looked much older than I remembered. I suppose 12 years is a long time. He was now in his seventies. Could he even get it up at his age?We kissed and hugged, but I wanted to talk first. He was always a quiet man. I could tell he was feeling uncomfortable. I began the interrogation. I'm sure that's what it seemed to him.He was honest with me. I knew whatever he told me would blow me away; I was prepared to hear anything.When he began talking he did blow me away. He told me he had known. By this point, I was too far gone to worry about any more taboos. I slithered my tongue up against her tight pink asshole."Oh God, he's l-licking my ass!" Her whole body heaved in one last triumphant wave of orgasm. By now, I had a raging hardon. I kept licking and let my tongue wander all throughout her pussy and ass. I found that my hands had migrated to her hips and were pressing her down onto my face."B-boy, that feels good. Mom ... do you like g-getting fucked in the ass? I think ....