I could feel the his cock start to pulse pumping his cum on the back of my throat. I sucked it down and started sucking on his cock milking the last ...rop. He pulled back saying “OH God! That was a great blowjob” He thanked me I replied by telling him that was an amazing blowjob. (His voice sounded familiar) He pulled his cock back and tucked inside his jeans, and I did the same. I open my door and walked down to the end. His door finally opened It was Jim. Lives in the apartment building. I filled every orifice of the both of them, indulging myself on Ezme’s tits, in this department she was something special, I went back to my other room about 7.00 am, there was a waiter in my bed and Maria was looking and I presumed felt better as she was cuddled up to him, I went in the shower and I heard him scuttle out as I started the shower, Maria came in with me and I washed all her bits and pieces then filled them with fresh spunk then washed them again, we spent most of the day relaxing. I feel strange somehow; a mother wants me to fuck her daughter. And I fucked the mother, too. I become very aroused. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined this. I hear a knock at the door and I open. Michelle and Christina enter. The girl seems to be very shy. She is about 140 cm tall and very cute. She wears white socks, a black skirt and a white blouse. Michelle tells her daughter: "Christina, you know your father left us alone. We need the protection of a man, and that is Mr.. The butler poured him another glass of wine and he gulped it down, uncaring that he’d just swallowed a mouth full of something that probably cost more than his treasured Fatboy outside. The torture continued for an hour more until they finally stood and proceeded to the main parlor. The room was enormous, two stories high with glass panes looking out to vast gardens and a view of the setting sun. A balcony hugged the front and left side of the room, giving a glimpse of the second floor to one.