Whilst Mikey was undressing, I felt Steff's tongue on my clit, she licked away delving into my cunt. It only took a few minutes and I was more than re...dy for Mikey.He slipped his beautiful cock into my pussy, I gripped the seat cushion as he pounded away at my pussy. It wasn't long before I screamed out, orgasming loudly.Mikey hadn't cum so he continued fucking me. On and on he went, I sensed he was almost there, me too for the second time. Mikey shot his cum deep into my cunt.I shook. You will always feel me. I created you. I am the only one you have left. Good bye, Kestel." Then, in the blink of an eye he was gone, and she was truly all alone in the world.Chapter One - Present Day - New OrleansKestel pushed the lid off of her coffin and stretched, "Mm, good morning New Orleans." Yawning she walked out of her dark windowless coffin-room into her bedroom and over to her rather large chestnut wardrobe. After dressing in an airy knee-length dark purple dress she went into her. He told her he checked her email every coupleof hours and if he found an interesting proposition, she would do as she was told. He slapped her hard across the temple area of her head. That totally stunned her. That would cost her a night in the cage he had built for her. She hated the cage. She knew that once locked inside, anyone could just carry it and her, away forever. She also knew not to anger Gary. She felt sick to her stomach. Gary accessed his email and showed Hilda the email to her. As I was thrusting into her I wanted it to last so I started doing math in my head. I was forty years old, the two girls were twenty-five years younger than I was, Gillian was five years younger, and Mrs. Rogers was thirty years older. I was fucking at least three generations of women.Then I felt it…Mrs. Rogers clamped her pussy tight onto my shaft. She was having an orgasm and she wanted more feeling. Well that extra feeling was all that I needed to start my climax.I said, “Boy your pussy is.