‘Three carats at least. It’s quite a rock. Your problem is she won’t do anything to endanger her meal ticket.’ ‘Why are you telling me this...’ I asked. ‘Dr. Arthur Angus Parker is a pig, a pig who requires regular blow jobs from an office clerk I know in order to keep her job. A pig who has hit on both Linda and me.’ ‘Aunt Dorothy! I do believe you’re blushing. Tell me all about it,’ I demanded. ‘You know I didn’t give in,’ she said pointedly, emphasizing the ‘I’. ‘But Aunt Linda did?’ ‘He. Do you want tea. Give us twenty minutes.Ten minutes later I took the tea up. I couldn’t wait any longer to give my two girls a hug.Later on I sent off a ***********ion of short clips to Ian. He came back with the prices. I showed them to jenny.Wow thats not bad we are probably in the wrong business she said laughing.I sent the video off to him and told him to use the same bank details as Suzy.The following days Jenny did three more videos with Lucky. She did two in one day. I think she was. She wasn’t even aware of my attention because she climbed out of the pool, led my wife to a deckchair and started finger-fucking Lorraine’s cunt.Lee-Ann joined her sister and planted small kisses on my wife’s face and her neck, sucked on her nipples, and drew a wet trail with her tongue over Lorraine’s flat stomach to her bald pussy. Jo-Ann, in the meantime, twirled her tongue in Lorraine’s vagina, lapping up her pussy cream. The two sisters’ mouths met at Lorraine’s clit. They exchanged my. She was sick, her stomach roiling, gorge rising into the back of her throat. She was so scared and she wanted to go home. Not home to her old apartment with the bad heating, no air conditioning and lousy hot water. Or even back to Toledo. She wanted to go home to her parents in Arizona. She wanted them to forgive her and love her again. And now she would probably never see them again. Her mind flashed onto the newspaper images. Men in jackets with the word CORONER emblazoned on the back in big.