“She swallows,” I added. Another pause while she processed that. I refrained from making the “like mother, like daughter” comparison. “And...Bob?” I almost said I didn’t know, I’d never cum in his mouth, but that didn’t seem like a proper joke at the moment and I knew what she was asking.“She told Bob that he could cum wherever he wanted, but if she had to move to let her know. After I came, Bob told her to roll over, he straddled her waist, I think he was headed for her mouth but didn’t make. However, Aunt Madge had helped along again, with a phone number, to an old acquaintance, of hers. Even though he was retired, within a few days and him making a few calls to people, he set me up with my first job interview. It was with one of the many oil companies in the Denver area. It wasn't a top job, but the pay was quite a bit higher, than our pessimistical expectations, had been. So financially, even with Andrea not looking for employment, we weren't off to a bad start.Now with a good. She was coming down, eyes closed, when she heard Candace say, "Up on your knees, Slut! It's time to party hardy!"In the interim, Candace had lubed the artificial cock liberally -- but she deliberately did not lube Beth's ass. Experience told her the monster phallus would go in -- and it wouldn't ruin Beth, because she knew what to do with such things and it WAS lubed -- but it was going to hurt like a sonofabitch!"OOOOGG!" Jean had a front row seat to watch Beth's eyes pop as Candace applied. In fact, as of late, she had found herself becoming more and more like them. Perhaps, she would make it a condition with Gamal that she would get to see the initiation of this Jean into her new life. This thought coursed warmly through her as the guard held the door open for her to enter."Hello, my dear Monique," the short fat obsequious looking man said, rising from behind the large oaken desk. "It's so good to see you again. You haven't paid me a visit in such a long time." Oh, Gamal, you.