I brought my sticky hand to my face and inhaled, smelling myself. I licked my fingers, relishing the taste of my viscous secretions. Self-indulgently,...I moaned to myself.She didn’t deserve to be used in this way. I knew I should feel remorse, feasting my eyes on this naked siren, her sensual, beautiful body seemingly on display for my personal viewing pleasure. I ought to be ashamed for acting in such a disgraceful and outrageous manner.Only I wasn’t.The problem was, I couldn’t stay away from. Through Gertie’s financial wizardry, Harold now owns - sort of owns, it’s mostly debt at this stage - over $1,600,000 worth of real estate. Leveraged loans, monthly payments always on time, double mortgage payments for some months, a mysterious East Coast co-signer. But mostly a friendly local banker. Friendly to Gertie.Harold inked the Raytown papers that morning, that first-visit morning.His initial apartment building, the Buena Vista, is now his only direct link to whores. His own whores. He. As I laid on my back, my legs were spread wide, my mouth being used as a fuck toy for my son Tom, my beautiful daughter Sarah once again climbed between my legs. I shuddered as I felt her tongue snake into the wet folds of my cunt. Sarah quickly had me heading towards a gigantic orgasm; her pussy eating skills indicated that mine was not the first pussy she had eaten.As my daughter pleasured my pussy, my son was vigorously jamming his cock down my throat. It was something which ordinarily I. " Kevin replies."I my shift finishes soon, this was a last minuet thing so I can meet you by the car in ten." the other customers were looking slightly suspsious, so I turned and kissed Paul on the lips and walked away. When we got into the car Paul stared at me with a sort of longing "sorry about the kiss Paul, it ws for the other punters." he nodded and then looked back at me. "Have you the numbers of any of the other girls?" he asked and i laughed, and nodded. he settled down. we got back.