He had begun to appreciate the challenge of living in his own house, even with all the help of Zelda presented. There was always going to be many unan...icipated problems. "We need a crip mobile," he told Zelda."We need a what?" She stared at him and wondered what wild plan he had in mind this time."Yeah, you know, a van that has a lift gate and tie downs so you can taxi me around in a wheelchair. It needs a docking space and tie downs to keep the chair from rolling around. I already told you I. A recent graduate from Queen's College, her B.A. was taking her nowhere. Every job she applied to was being filled by women much prettier than her. Lucy's fridge was empty and her rent was coming due again. She guessed she would just have to fuck old Mr. Olsen again to get the rent straightened out. He was a 62 year old man but besides his wrinkled skin Lucy knew it was worth not getting kicked out.Lucy really loved to get fucked, she even thought about becoming a call girl. She knew there. I thrust into her repeatedly, gradually increasing my pace. I pounded her mercilessly, determined to show this bitch who was boss. After a few moments, I came, spurting glob after glob of my cum into her belly. I pulled out, savoring the sight of the helpless woman bleeding between her legs.She lay motionless beneath me for a few moments before I pulled her to the bathroom and told her to clean herself. She opened the tap on the counter and shakily began to wash the blood and semen from her. "So what kind of surprise would you like for the big day?" she asked, "And what can we get for my darling Daddy?"Cindy thought back to the wild sex she'd been having, first with father, then with Brad, and finally with her mother. Her pussy ached with the memories, and she felt a little wet patch starting in her crotch. "Well, Mom got me and her some matching negligees. She said they might be just the thing for the party. What do you think?" Cindy eyed her cousin to see what her reaction would.