I smiled ruefully to myself. Maybe they would somehow hold me to their high standards. I would no doubt be found eccentric. The rich, however, were of...en found eccentric, were they not? London had a dark, sinister side too. Its secret underworld would be the perfect place to feed without the worry of rumours reaching the wrong ears. Yes, this time would be different.And so, I, now the Count Vincent von Hohenberg, had acquired a lavish Victorian home on one of London’s wealthiest streets, living. She’s never been with another woman in her life and the thought of eating out the very cunt that she came out of was so taboo that she couldn’t wait to do it. Now she raised her hips before she moved a little forward and guiding her father’s slimy hard cock against her sphincter. She relaxed it and it quickly knew what to do. She felt the head open her up and she continued lowering herself all the way down. She saw her mother close her legs and she told her to spread them wide open which she. I got that nipple hard and squeezed it with light pressure and Joan moaned. She let go of my handand put her hands on my chest and started rubbing around. She worked her hands down further andfound my light happy trail. Her hands followed the trail to the happy part and started to untie mytrunks. I reached my hands up and grabbed the straps on her shoulders and pulled them down her arms andlet her tits hang free. She reached in my swim trunks and found my now stiffening dick. My cock is 7"in. "Larry's fist slammed down on the counter. "You got a real mouth on youdon't you bitch?"Her smile didn't falter. "My mouth is as real as yours sweetie. If youwalk out of here with the bracelet and you haven't paid $29.99, you'll bestealing."Now Larry smiled. "And what the fuck will you do about it if I do?"She silently pointed at a sign next to the door.Larry turned and looked at it, reading,WARNINGTheft is a crime, this isn't a game.Steal from us and you won't be the same.If your life is.