I am told to stand up and move over to the bed. One of the guys is laying down on the bed and tells me to get on his dick, I hesitate and he smacks my...pussy lips, I climb up on his dick, and he slides in my wet pussy, he is so thick and wide I have to force myself to sit on his dick while another slides in my ass and they start fucking me. Sliding in and out in perfect rhythm, harder and harder, the one in my pussy is hitting my cervix going in so far. They pull out, pull off the condom and. The feel of Mel's full bare breasts in my hands and the feel of my fingers going into her wet pussy thrilled me to my core. I wanted her so bad. Then I looked at the scene of my own daughter, my very recent lover, as she snuggled up to James in a hot kiss, his hand beneath her short skirt between her long legs, pumping into her pussy. I remembered how her kisses felt, how her wet pussy felt, and I was glad James was also enjoying them. I thought of Patty and Peggy and Carol, three generations. Then, thoughtfully, she added: "I've been wondering if things were going to be the same with you as they always were with Mr. Thomas?" I don't quite understand," Jake said."Oh, you know... my duties..." You're very efficient, Miss Marks," he said."Yes, but... all of my duties?"Jake was confused. "Such as?"When she didn't reply, he turned his head, his neck still between her hands, and glanced up at her. He was surprised to find that she was blushing."I mean... like masssaging your neck when it. That meant he must have been involved with Victoria and Lauren and the kidnapped Russian girls, she thought. She looked across at Henry again. Who would think, she said to herself, that such a benign face could conceal such a terrible character. Natalya was almost certainly his prisoner, once again."Extraordinary thing," Henry said. "Things keep going missing. Lot of fuss today at the hotel — they were looking for that Baskin woman and someone else was trying to track down that reporter. Now.