With those things in my pocket, I went on my way.The location was the railroad station in Zurich. There's a meeting-hall somewhere in there, and that'... the place where we would meet.I was standing there and looked after every guy who was walking towards me, until someone stood in front of me and asked me, if we met in a chat before. The guy was around 50 years old, which I already knew when we were chatting. I don't really care about age, as long as the sex is great.Even though the guy was. What a thrill.I ran my hands up and down Tiffany’s back, brushing the sides of her breasts. They were small mounds. She was her mother in miniature save for their curves. Betty had them in spades. Big, bountiful tits. Sweeping hips. Plump ass. But my daughter’s slender frame and smaller breasts were just as hot.I gripped them. Her nipples rubbed into my palms as I pounded my daughter. The slaps echoed through the bedroom. My daughter’s pussy clenched and relaxed on my dick. Her hips wiggled, an. The Boss laughed like it was the funniest fucking thing she’d ever heard. Mind you, if you’ve been educated by nuns or whatever, maybe everything is funny by comparison.Anyway, I accepted the money and the conditions, of course I did. What do you take me for? The first couple of weeks there was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary. I drove The Boss to meetings and other engagements, and whatever conversations took place in the back of the car, nothing sounded remotely suspicious. I certainly. I love the way you taste and smell, and i start sucking your clit and i reach up to your tits and hold onto your nipples and squeeze them both hard, but then i rub my fingers on them firmly and feel their hardness as you squeal and tell me im sucking your pussy so good. i look up at you and stop, then i quickly move you onto your side and climb around and spread your legs wide. i straddle your left leg and i start eating you out sideways. the different angle my mouth gives your pussy drives you.