I worked a few controls on the security board, closing off the darkened kitchen and main room, as well as most of the second floor. The only lit room ...as with Marta, who was entertaining one of our regulars. She would have a sore bottom in the morning, but the guy was a good tipper. Some of that ‘Political Action Committee’ money, no doubt, and, yup, there he was practicing some ‘trickle-down economics’. I grinned, wryly. Some of the action in the basement was beginning, and one of the staff. He once again sat next to me. His weight causing the bed to move me ever so closer to him. Ill enter you, slowly, Ill fill you up until I hit bottom. Enter me with what? He needed to say it, he needed to voice the words that would change our lives forever. My cock. I felt my pussy cream at his revelation. He brought me towards him, gripping me in a makeshift hug that was both comforting and arousing. I felt his package poking against my belly. Dad are you really that turned o&hellip, I looked. She is tall and slender (about 5’9” and 135 pounds, or so) and keeps herself in excellent physical shape. She has a pool and says she walks daily and then enjoys taking long laps in the pool. Our house has two stories, and the upstairs has the master bedroom on one end and i have my office on the other end. My office window overlooks margaret’s house and backyard, and i can see her back patio and pool. I have seen her swimming, occasionally, and even in a swimsuit, i am amazed at how well she. My hips began to move to the unspoken rhythm of love, moving slowly at first but as we went on starting to increase the tempo while also working more of my cock into her. Aunt Seema was making unintelligible sounds now. They almost sounded like words but not quite her hand had slid down to near the base of my shaft and when I started to move rapidly in her she gripped it tightly at the base and squeezed hard slow it down a little baby, make it last she whispered in my ear nice and steady until.