Theyhave two kids, a boy and a girl, both in their teens, and currentlywearing pjs.For a moment I just watch them dance around the kitchen and wish to...God Ididnt have to be there.But like I said, I'm a puppet, and I have no choice in what happens next.I drop the briefcase, causing the family to turn and look at me.Shortly I'm leading them to the master bedroom.I had considered sitting them down, telling them what was about tohappen, and even apologize for what I was about to do to them.But. ..and what would his young daughters do without him?Ironically reminiscent of Beauty servicing him that morning, he was now forced to service this man-b**st in the same way. With each thrust of that cock down his throat, the merchant thought about Beauty's naked body, pleasuring herself for him. Her image was so lifelike that even when the b**st cummed in the merchant's mouth, he paid it no heed and simply imagined that it was his lovely daughter's pussy juice that he was swallowing instead.. I’m usually very vocal and I really wanted to beg them for their cum. I restrained myself, and moved back over to Ricky. I sucked his cock back into my mouth, and when he was good and hard I got up and led him into the bedroom. One of the things I like to do, is to take on a bunch of guys one at a time. I’ve heard guys talk about girls pulling trains, and it gets me off to know they’ll be talking about me that way. When we were in the bedroom, I closed the door and laid down. This time Amy made herself think the word. That’s the accurate word, she thought to herself, no reason to be scared of it. Amy retrieved the card Sophie had given her with the number. ‘That’s if there’s anyone there at this time of the morning,’ she mused as she punched the keys on her phone. ‘Hello, this is Colette’s, let us make your fantasies come true.’ Wow, thought Amy, where do you get a voice that drips sex like that? ‘Uh, hi, my name’s Amy Jennings, I’m the lawyer for Sophie Griffiths.’.