The honeymoon in Montevideo was nice and quiet and beautiful.“It is so nice here,” she said.“Yes, it is,” he said. “I was here once before, ...n a business deal that didn’t materialize, but I fell in love with the place and the people.”“The people have been nice to us. Very nice actually,” said Ava. He noted her serious expression.“Ava?” he said.“He does want to see us more often,” she said. “I mean like I told you.”“Yes, and we need to accommodate him in that,” he said, “I think we have to; I. She opens her eyes to find her brother-in-law on top of her and then she felt his cock.“OH GOD!, YES!, FUCK ME!, FUCK ME TOMMY.” she told him.(downstairs)Uncle Larry, her daddy, and her stood listening.“OH GOD!, YES!, FUCK ME!, FUCK ME TOMMY.” her step mom yelled.“OH GOD!, YES!, FUCK ME!, FUCK ME GREGG.” Mary yelled.“OH GOD!, YES!, FUCK ME!, FUCK ME Frank.” Stacy yelled.“OH GOD!, YES!, FUCK ME!, FUCK ME James.” Becky yelled.They smiled at their own secret.“Guess i have who I want and they each. I’m easy to find, I don’t move far or fast these days,” he said to her back, as she paused before leaving. As she disappeared, I raised my glass in the old man’s direction with a smile.“Congratulations.”“Why?”“Well, from her reaction, you seemed to have mapped that girl’s life out pretty accurately. How did you figure all that out?” I marvelled.“Experience,” he chuckled, “why else would an attractive girl like her subject herself to all this, except for money? ‘The love of money is the root of. I guess she didn’t want to disturb me. I rose and showered, getting all the dried up juices off me. Semi-dressed, I went into the living room, and got on my computer. I tried to remember my login and password for the internet sex strangers site. After some thinking, and mainly trying to find the old e-mail, I got my password. I logged on and browsed through the women’s listings. Many of them had pictures. I figured I would try something new. I get lots of college girls, nympho types. But what.