If this were New York City I could rent the thing out for a thousand a month.It occurred to me one day that if I lost the key, which I was currently s...arching for in a drawer cluttered with batteries, sewing kits and matchbooks, I would be up the proverbial creek without a paddle. It was the only copy. I could call a locksmith, which would set me back a hundred or so dollars. But wouldn’t it be smarter to have a backup key made?I finally found it and decided yes, I needed to have that key made. Watching while her son was forced to sniff and lick his own sister’s butthole clean.“yes boy, and if you don’t address me properly I’m going to make that seem like a picnic. Your sister is older than you, when I am not present she is in command of you. I used to hear here threaten you that if you didn’t follow her orders shed come and tell me. I liked the comfort of knowing that ultimately I had the power over you and that you feared that I might know your secrets. That I might discipline you. I told her, "I can't open the door because I already took off my trunks." (As I said that, I was actually on one foot and doing exactly that.)Miranda said, "Bullshit - you coward."I said, "Oh yeah, if I open up and I'm naked, are you ready to kiss it?"We both knew where this was going, but Miranda called my bluff anyway, or so she thought.Without giving her a chance to change her mind, I popped the door open, grabbed her by the arm, and yanked her into my room. She spun quickly to see me naked,. The guys all gave each other high fives while both women were still lying on the beds breathing heavily and gasping. When the wives got up with some help from the guys they received a round of kisses, hugs and expression of thanks for a wonderful fuck session. This made the wives feel special not to mention giving the loads of seed a nice head start on their mission.After the men left, the girls cleaned up and joined their nervous and stunned husbands for a good night’s sleep. Next morning even.