The son she bore was my father."Shanti looked the older woman eye to eye with a controlled hatred in her voice."My father began raping me at the age o... nine. I told Laura I seduced my brothers. In reality, they took me the same way my father did. I have two children Mrs. Walker. One is both my son and my brother. The other is my daughter and my niece." My God Shanti, I had no idea!" No. I suppose you didn't. Your kind never does. You who have riches and power prey on those who don't. My great. He dropped his pants and drawers as soon as he closed the door. Then, with his eyes closed and the image of Aunt Marion’s sexiness fresh in his head, he took hold of his monster and started stroking it as hard and as fast as he could, all the while picturing the woman whose sexy legs had taunted him without mercy. With Vic in the bathroom releasing his tension, the Marion leg show continued as if he was still sitting on the floor leering between her gorgeous legs. Vic wasn’t. "That's okay baby, we can go someplace where the rules go away a little bit." You're bolder than I expected- you want to know just how far away the rules go. I giggle into your ear, running a hand down your dress shirt, then yanking down on your tie for effect. "That all depends on what you want, baby. I can make good things happen if you want them to."I look into your eyes, you tell me "let's go." You don't need an ATM, you have plenty in your pocket. I only need three hundred of it right now. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards her. Then she guided my hand down the front of her panties. What my fingers encountered was soft and hot and slippery wet. "You feel that, Justin? You did that to me." I pulled my hand out, and was amazed to see my fingers shiny with Brenda's juices. "Taste them," she ordered. I put my fingers in my mouth and sucked on them. The taste was strange, but not unpleasant, tangy, slightly sweet. "You like that?" she asked. I nodded. Brenda, hooked her hands.