Now a third and then the last finger.Now your thumb too.Perfect, your whole hand is in slut's cunt. Now thrust your hand in and out, I want to hear sl...t scream with pleasure”Mistress went over to the cupboard and returned with a smooth vibrator“Emma, insert it into slut’s wet cunt to moisten it Now put it in her arse and switch it on to lowEllie put your hand back into slut’s cunt, slowly at first”Ellie was soon fisting away furiously at my cuntSam then came over and grabbed my hair so tight.. Her breasts rose nicely, and she showed her flat midriff. God, was I getting hard watching my younger cousin?I smiled back, realized that I was staring at her chest, and rapidly tried to make conversation."So, what can we do until then," I finally asked trying to find something to talk about."Well, it's still pretty warm down here, certainly different from Colorado. Would you like to go swimming?" she asked.Given my strange, current state, I was almost afraid of this suggestion, but accepted. The company trained its employees well and they invested in the best technology to help them in their work. During the time that Maddy had been in university and then caring for her mother, Jo had been busy learning how to find all sorts of things. The story begins one day in Jo's office: seated across from her was a distraught Maddy Prescott.Jo sat listening to her friend's account: she had provided tissues, coffee, and a sympathetic ear; but by the time that Maddy had finished, she knew that. I didn't really mean that. It's really personal and I don't feel right about talking to you about it. I guess it's just something I'll have to live with." Jesse, the more personal it is, the more you should be talking to me about it. Who knows you better than I do?"With a sigh, he looked at me and said, "It's about genes, Dad." Jeans? What, your Levis? Is something wrong with them?"He chuckled in spite of his crappy mood. "Not that kind, Dad. Genes, like inherited characteristics." Oh, OK. What.