When he returned upstairs, he checked to see if Mary was still in her room. He heard a noise from the kitchen and was about to go to her when he spied...the ring sitting on the bedside table. On impulse, he grabbed it and stuffed it in his shorts pocket.He found Mary making two large travel mugs of coffee for them. She had dressed similarly to him in a black T-shirt, her shorts were pale green, and they were a lot tighter than his shorts. They clung to her sexy arse and cut high on her thighs. He. Your tits, your ass... Your big nasty nipples. I used to cum like crazy." Cum now! Play with your cunt and cum now. Tell me what you want..." Your camera. The digital one. Where is it?" Not that! We can't..." We can! I want to remember this. Where?"I told her and she left and I couldn't move. We had been at each other the whole night and there had to be an end, but my body was unable to function. Pictures. Oh god, pictures! She was my daughter, but there was so much of Phil in her too. Phil and. But all I heard was Kim working upstairs as usual and since Brenda hadn't responded yet I figured she must be upstairs in our room. For some reason I felt my heart beating really fast as I was getting closer to the room. But when I finally reached the door and I looked inside the bedroom I was absolutely shocked at what I saw.My eyes widened as I froze solid at the entrance of my own bedroom where I saw my wife Brenda and our house maid Kim touching themselves while laying on our bed completely. ."Jolene nodded, thoughtful. "So, I figure the old 'I got a headache' game don't cut it?"Mike knew the answer to this one. "Not even, Honey!" Is it just you, or do you get to pimp me out?"Mike opened his mouth, but Pete beat him to the punch. "There isn't any prostitution -- no need. But if he decides to lend you out, that's his call, not yours."Mike added, "I don't see me doing a lot of that."Jolene sighed. "I know I'm gonna regret this, but what do you want NOW?"Mike pursed his lips. "Show me.