How would her daughter think of her, she wondered, if she fucked some other man besides her father? Would she see her as a 'whore', a 'slut?' Cindy ha... never cheated on her husband, though she had often wondered if his denigrating and verbally abusive treatment of her was being motivated, at least in part, by him having cheated on her! She wasn't convinced that this was the case, though. After all, her husband had been struggling for quite some time with a kind of 'erectile dysfunction' the few. "Don't worry, I'm on the pill," Wendy said.I slowly inserted my cock into her. She immediately let out a soft moan and kissed me once on the lips."What was that for?" I asked."Well because I love you and you love me too," Wendy replied.Then we made out for a few minutes. I seriously never had a better kiss in my life."Come on John, make love to your sister," Wendy said.Then I began thrusting my cock in and out of her wet pussy. It was beyond nice and we both seemed to like it more than either. Could you come for an interview for a possible position with the Bank?" An interview? Certainly. I am fairly free at the moment, with only a five-year-old Malan to worry about. What are you thinking about?" Please leave off such questions until we meet. Much will depend on your personality, presentation, and specific talents and abilities. I am the head of Personnel at the Bank, and I have been asked to speak to you. We are interested in your ideas, as well as your person, Esme."Could you. "I hesitated, hardly daring to look. "You heard me, Look at it bitch."I peeped down at it, I told myself that I didn't want to, yet I had toadmit that I was curious too. It made me gasp, it looked extremelyrealistic, jutting upwards stiffly at me, its head half unhooded, itsglans and peephole perfectly formed and exuding sex."Touch it you little slut, you know you want to, touch it."My eyes were wide, I could hardly take them off it and stupidly my heartwas pounding madly."Fucking touch it, you.