Your mother will cover for us. We have a good six hours if you want me that long.”I said, “I’ll need your panties and a picture of you naked. Yo... too Mom. I’m starting a collection.”Mom smiled and picked up two pair of panties off the floor. She handed one pair to Mrs. Jenkins. I got my digital camera and took a picture of them both holding up their panties. Then I took one of just Mom and then one of Mrs. Jenkins. Mrs. Jenkins tossed her panties at me and then she laid back, opening her legs. He let his mind wander over taking his daughter's anal cherry whilst watching her brother take her maiden hood; when he thought he was dreaming as he felt a warm wet mouth slide over his cock. Dreamily he opened his eyes to see his fourteen year old daughter beside the bed, bent over sucking his cock. He muttered an almost incoherent morning Cassie.Then out of the corner of his eye he saw Ritchie stood stark naked with the digital camera poised to capture Cassie's oral efforts. With a wave of. ” Luba smiled again. “But that’s why we brought in a specialist.”Considering that the specialist they’d brought in was up on the roof freaking out over the impossibility of the task in front of her, that was hardly reassuring. Rather than saying that, Max sent Luba to deal with April and went up to his apartment to dial into Nick’s conference call.Nick was waiting on the other end in a place Max thought of as his flying office. Max said, “Hey. I know that room.”“Yeah. I’m getting pretty used to. Was she really going to go through with this? What would it be like to truly taken by him? They had spoken on the phone and texted, but had not sent pictures. She would know him by his voice, his commanding words that drew her inexorably. And today she would see his face, feel his touch on her body. Could his hands possibly excite her more than his words had already? The thought of it made her pussy ache. She was so wet already, so very wet.The front door clicked, and his steps echoed through.