"I'm sure you must be curious to see how a high-class escort plies her trade."George was, actually."Why not," he smiled.Nicole looked at her wine glas.... It was still full."It would be a shame to let this go to waste. Here," she said, passing him the glass.Well, it would be a shame, George thought. Before he knew it, he'd tipped the glass back and poured the whole contents down his throat."Heh, seems like you really like it," Nicole said. "Why don't you bring the bottle with you?"Whoa, George. . but ... Maria!”Tangy juices flooded out of my mother’s cunt. I groaned, abandoning her clit to lick at her snatch. I fluttered through her. I lapped up her cream, discovering more and more of my brother’s jizz in there. It was delicious. A treat. My butt-cheeks squeezed tight. I wiggled my hips as we both moaned in rapture.We shared in incestuous passion.It was incredible. I shuddered through my body. I shuddered as I nibbled on her clit. She licked and lapped at me, moaning her delight. My. The scream that tore out ofher throat had nothing human anymore........Wild with pain she tossed up and down, her haunches making a raffle on thewooden bars. Then the torturer pushed down her hips, opened with his leftthumb and forefinger her labia and then with a great hhoeish sent theglowing hot steel bar deep in her vagina.....Ruby hips bounced up and a last cry tore from her throat. This was too much.Het body went limp and she fainted away.The excutioner stood back, looking satisfied down. Office outings were painful but they assured that she fit in and that mattered in any workplace. When her lips found nothing but ice in her glass, she excused herself and made her way through the press of people. She caught the eye of the bartender, ordered her drink, and leaned against the bar while she waited."May I buy you a drink?" asked Shawn. He smiled and moved in close."No thank you," she replied."Well, then is there anything else I can do for you?" he asked, placing a hand on her.