He was a young handsome man. He was just eighteen when Jill was born. Jill's mom hated sex and he needed it a lot and turned to Jill and her mom never...did find out. Jill craved her dad and loved fucking him and all the oral and nudity. One Saturday they had fucked three time the night before and she was sitting naked in the family room and he walked to her with his hard cock sticking straight out and Jill stroked it and began sucking it. She was now a great cock sucker and sucked her dad often.. He had copied her door key, so now he could walk straight up and insert the key and walk in, so anyone seeing him would assume that Brenda now had a lodger or a live-in boyfriend. All he had to do was avoid being seen crossing the road from his own house.He had long ago given up worrying about her reporting him, and the police checking for fingerprints or DNA. He often masturbated while in her house, spunking a tissue or into her toilet while sniffing her dirty panties. Once he even he. " "You won't be sold, Laura, and I can keep you out of the Room. We do not have specs on you and I will mention to any buyer that you are on layaway and not able to be purchased, but you would still experience what it felt like to be a slave. There is no risk. I mean in reality we only sell three or four slaves per day in the entire store. We could even pair this up for our sociology class. You know we need to do an experiment. Wow, this would be a guaranteed A!" Laura's interest seemed. All Wilma did was give an utterance of surprise as Karen continued. “All what you receive in the room is tax free, money directly into your keeping, a real black economy, plus your wages which you pay tax on. I finished one week with over thousands of dollars gained in the room. I was exhausted by the end of the week for all I did was fuck.With the ‘house rules’ now engraved into her mind she received her first client, she didn’t say extra services were available but as the client was nude it.