I and my three girls were going to take one bedroom.I gave them the choice, “Share a bed or put up a cot to sleep on, I do not care which, but we ar... all sleeping in one room and I have the half of the bed next to the phone. Oh, by the way, I do not bite”The other seven girls were told the same thing for the other two bedrooms. I did not want nor would I put up with any shenanigans between the sexes; we simply had too much to do for that.The alarm clock had to ring to get me out of bed; I had. Addiction was the next step, and she would follow that path.She obviously remembered everything about how it is to “have sex”, “make love”, “get fucked”, and her juices flowed often and abundantly in that first few hours. Endurance was something we had already discussed, and neither enjoyed the quick Fuck and roll off, that happens often. She had told me early on that “making love” should be special, and I agree. She wanted to feel emotion, not just be an old “whore”, which I respect, and she. I am Martha’s sister.”Carmen and Martha did not look like sisters. Carmen was tall, about 5’ 8”, and thin. Carmen was light skinned and looked like a model . Her English was very good which must have reflected years of English classes.I invited her to sit in my living room as she explained why she was here. Their brother Carlos recently had a car accident with a friend’s car. They needed money to pay for the damages including the cost of a lawyer. She was desperate to find a job. Carmen then. “Yes, yessss” cried Lizzie as she hit her orgasm and shortly after I felt her moms pussy twitch along my cock in her own spasm. Suddenly there was a commotion outside the room and a rustling and scratching sound on the door followed by some whimpering noises. “Damn it you two,” said Glena lightly, “I should have known they’d smell you both from there. Go on then Sarah, you might as well let them in” and she eased herself off my cock and turned to the door as Sarah opened it. “These fucking.