The guy who wanted my wife to make some hardcore movies. He was charming. He liked what he saw. Gerry had introduced me when Eve was changing. Introdu...ed me as Eve’s husband, and manager. We sat round a table. He wanted her to make movies. He also wanted her to work for him in the club. We haggled. Not over what she would be expected to do, but over the price. We reached an agreement. The price agreed. She wouldn’t like it, but I didn’t give a fuck. I was still angry, why had she never told me. Cat grabbed the base of Gregs shaft firmly and said with a mischievous note in her voice, Not yet, my love, not yet. Rising up from between Gregs legs, Cat straddled his chest, and pressed her panty covered crotch into her fathers face. Greg used his fingers to pull the panties out of his way. First he made several long slow licks, starting at his daughters pert asshole, going all the way up to her clit in one motion, then back down. Three years as lovers had taught Greg a lot about Catherine,. I was the kind of girl I wish I could fuck. Spinning round, I looked at the toys laid on my bed, the small collection I'd managed to gather over my few years of debauchery: a small purple plug, an eight-inch pink dildo and several red ropes for bondage. I had plenty of lube and condoms too, for good measure. I surveyed my equipment, double-checked my door lock and got busy. I loaded up one of the many JOI and encouragement playlists I'd made and set sights on my ropes. I wound the first around. He then started moaning loudly and he pulled out and pulled me by my legs onto the floor and said Open your mouth. as he stroked his dick and jacked his hot cum into his moms mouth, moaning and his body riveting as he emptied his balls into his mothers willing mouth. I swallowed every drop of my young sons cum and it tasted so good. Each day went by and he was expecting a blowjob from me, or to fuck me in my pussy or up my ass, whatever he felt like at the moment. Well what could I say? No? I.