“I’m sorry about Maram,” said Sophia.Cyrilo gave a bitter chuckle. “He was always so tightly-wound, but like me, he took real pride in his wor.... I remember he once said that whatever you do, you should make it an art. I admired that about him. His brothel was more than simply a way to make money; it was a way to be creative. The girls, the decorations, and the food were all to create his masterpiece. Unfortunately, his perfectionism made him a pain to work for. The dancer he mentioned told me. I moaned a little, my breathing becoming laboured. "Mmmm, you taste so fucking good honey" he said. I moaned louder as he tongue fucked me slurping my juices up as he was ravaging my my clit with his thumb. My body started to shake as it reached its climax. "Oh Grandfather, I'm cumming, I'm cuuuuumming, ooooohhhhh!" I moaned. I let out a deep breath relaxing as Grandfather cleaned me up with his tongue. He than climbed up toward me until we were face to face. He stared at me smiling with a. Amy had just dropped off her daughter at camp and was heading home for the day to just relax. She had just walked into the kitchen and put her bag down onto the table when Josh suddenly had come out from around the corner. “Josh, what are you doing here? How did you get in here?” Josh stood there with an angry puzzled look on his face. He wanted an explanation on why Amy had called off their short affair. “Josh, I thought we went over all of this already. You need to be with girls your own. My cock almost hurt from all the action today. Damn, would this hot minx ever get enough?Annie took my cock out of her saturated pussy, and turned herself around to face me. As she laid her arms on my shoulders, she looked into my eyes. “So Dad, that’s how it all started. My Dad wasn’t m*****ing me; he was making me feel good. You seemed to like my story, judging from your rock hard dick. So, do you still think he is a pervert?” I wasn’t sure how to answer. Annie was convinced that this was a.