This was like heaven to me and I was floating in a euphoric state when one of the other girls said, "hey what about us? We want cock too!, that snappe... me out of it and I moved to the right hand girl and slipped my cock in, by now she was well juiced up and it went in easy. After a couple of minutes I moved to the girl on the left and did the same then Kate again and so on fucking each one for a bit then moving to the next.Then the door opened and in came my sister Susan and one of her friends,. "Jake will hear us." I pretended not to hear as I worked her pants down while unzipping my own. Soon I had her bent over the counter and I wasted no time shoving my mere seven inches into her snatch. If she had an issue, her pussy betrayed her. She was wet. Of course, some of that was probably left over cum from my son and who knows who else.Soon she was working it with her ass moving back to meet my every thrust. She truly was a slut. She may have been trying to muffle her moans but the sound. ..in a slutty way. Messy dark hair...skinny as hell...decent sized tits but a wide set of hips and fat ass...oh, and green eyes. Her profile was littered with claims of desperation. She needed a good man, she just lost her job, in need of money and job, blahhhh. I figured, what a perfect time to take advantage of all of these things. So I did. I messaged her. Telling her that I had income and perhaps we could make a deal. She asked what kind. I told her we would negotiate. She said. He may be retired from the cop shop, but he still doesn’t like loose ends. Oddities.Hank said, “Philly will keep a casual eye on him.”In the meantime, I have a titty bar to run. BaBoomz.My life is doing just what I need it to do. Percolating quietly along. No American Nazis, no snipers, no ... not anything like that. Comfortably boring, that’s what I’m aiming for.Our life in the Wrigley. Harold’s whores. Vanessa’s restaurant. A nude elevator operator. Even the titty bar seems innocent..