" Penelopestopped to take a sip of water.Her hands were trembling a little. She had crossed the line and waslikely going to be suspended or more proba...ly fired."And that's why he kills them?" Meadow interjected."Exactly... and the retro lingerie that he makes the victims wear isreflective of the underwear his mother wore?" Meadow asked."Are you implying that he had an incestuous relationship with hismother?" Meadow could hardly contain herself; she had the scoop of alifetime."How do you think. “Okay,” the four year-old replied leaving the room.“Take this dick, baby girl! I love you, Muffin. Oh shit! Big Daddy bout to come!”Doug nutted hard inside Alia’s wet pussy. He got up and rinsed off then headed out to find his grandk**s and make breakfast. Alia slipped off to sleep.As Doug cooked the eggs, his phone beeped. It was Kyron Torbert, the house manager at the 1928 Hummingbird Lane home. He was letting Doug know that the dishwasher wasn’t working. Doug replied that he would stop by in. I was in ecstasy, a cock in my mouth and my legs and ass being rubbed the way I had always dreamed when dressed in the apartment. I could tell he was close to coming and I took him all the way in and began using my tongue to lick and apply pressure to his full length as he began to cum into my mouth. I had to pull off and swallow letting some run down the base of his cock. I made sure to lick his cock thoroughly to clean him off, as I knew he would want. I slowly raised myself and leaned in to. The man holding Ross spun him around on his heels, exposing his bare arse to the small group. One of them thrust a pair of fingers deep into Ross’ hole while wanking his own cock with his free hand. “You’re right Jamie, he does have a tight little cunt. I’m not sure he will be able to handle what we’ve got planned for him!” “He will Paul, just you wait and see.” The man holding him, Jamie, said encouragingly. He pushed Ross forward, forcing him to fall further onto Paul’s fingers that were.