There was no way Deirdre didn’t do it, and it was going to be virtually impossible to prove. “Deirdre has had scores of operatives killed to cover...her tracks. Whoever is leading her gang is a master at covering their tracks.“We wouldn’t have half of what we do know if your people hadn’t taken out the entire attack force Deirdre sent to kill you. We were able to follow their back trial because the leaders had a devil of a time figuring out what happened when their entire operation stopped. Sometimes, on particularly warm days, she would take off her top and let the sunrays reach all the way to her bra. Later in the year, when such days became more frequent, she would wear a colorful bikini. It was on one of those days that I took my first photo of her. Riley was lying on a towel she had put all across the balcony floor. Her eyes were closed, as if she was asleep, but every now and then, she looked up to her phone and typed a quick message. As she laid back down again, I grabbed. We did, now her hot pussy was there for me to fuck while dad sunk his cock into her mouth! I buried cock into her hot wet juicebox. My balls were slapping her ass as I fucked her with all my youthful enthusiasm! Pops was talking shit to her while she sucked his cock. "You dirty slut" he said, " you like that don't you"? The dirtier he talked to her the more she moaned with pleasure. We decided to move into the living room floor and couch. The old man sat on the couch and she straddled his cock.. The leather guy entered the booth and the guy that worked there went back up to the counter. He stood in front the viewing window and pulled his cock out. It was nice. Not huge but not small. He stroked it some and I sat back and started rubbing my pantyhose covered cock a bit. He watched for a few and left the booth. I figured he wasn't into it. A few seconds later there was a knock on my booth door. I knew it was either him or the guy that worked there. I went ahead and unlocked the door and.