The longer they were together, the more Jessica liked it. From what she could tell, he loved it as well. Was it just her Succubus cum making him ever ...ore addicted and submissive to her? It was definitely a factor, but she was confident that wasn’t the totality of their relationship.Francis seemed at ease for the first time since she’d met him. Ironically, in sexual slavery he was finally free to be who he really was. He was no longer spending every hour of his day worrying about his. This was such a wicked thing to do. I thrust my tongue out, eager to taste more and more of my daddy’s spunk. My body trembled, heat flowing through me. My tongue fluttered through her pussy, caressing her silky folds, gathering up that tangy cream and incestuous jizz.My eyes squeezed shut. I groaned and she shuddered. Her big tits jiggled in her blouse. She groaned, her back arching. She bit her lower lip, her head shaking from side to side. Her hips wiggled, undulating and grinding on. ”I look at him and say, “I really shouldn’t, but I don’t get this opportunity very often.” I smile back at him and add, “And what’s a girl to do?”The guest bedroom is at the top of the steps. There is a big, old-fashioned street light standing just outside the door. As I go through the door, Freddy reaches over and flips a switch on the side of the pole. The glow of the red light fills the hallway. He calls out, “Line forms on the left” and closes the door behind him.Freddy doesn’t seem to get. The funeral was three days later, with many of his ‘work family’ showing up and, instead of contributing to my father’s favorite charity, Habitat for Humanity, we were handed over thirty envelopes from the attendees. Some were thick and some were not.Once we were home, both Susan and Lucy emptied their purses of the envelopes and it was something of a cornucopia of riches:$1,000 worth of iTunes cards$1,000 worth of Denny’s/IHop cards$2,000 worth of various local Gas cards$8,000 worth of stock.