By my reckoning, these fuckers already owed us $20,000 and they were still going strong thanks to my sexy wife. She was earning her keep like never be...ore. It's funny, but I thought I was going to be the breadwinner after getting my forklift job at this company and earning twenty bucks an hour. But here was Carlota, earning hundreds of times more money using her body.The hardest part of this whole thing wasn't getting my honey to do the deed, but watching as my boss plugged my wife for the. I read the note first… My Darling daughter, Happy Birthday! You seem to get more beautiful every day, and I’m very proud of you and always will be. I love you my angel. Xxx P.S. I hope you like your present I reached for the blue box now, stroking the velvet and opened it. A beautiful diamond silver necklace was set against the silk box which had been covered with a few ruby red hearts. I wanted Daddy to put it on me, but first I had a plan… I reached for the Ann Summers bag, and pulled out. ) I haven't had anybody over to my home, that actually came over for my own sake, in five years since the last time I moved. And that's because I haven't made any friends in five years. As pathetic as that sounds, it's the truth. I have absolutely zero in person friends, so in retrospect, why bother tiding up our home if we're (somewhat) comfortable around it with the odds of having any guests over being 1%? C.) I haven't had a female person over in any of the homes I've been in since High. ." Aunt Becky's cries of pleasure drove me wild, as her pussy flooded my mouth, my face. She pulled me up to her, hands on my face. Aunt Becky said " Come up here honey, kiss me." I moved up, my naked body sliding on hers, looking at her eyes, she pulled me down, kissing me, her tongue licking my lips. Aunt Becky had me sleep in her room, she said she wanted to be held, did not want to be alone, ever again. She and I learned how to please each other, over and over again that night. She .