All else was as one under the watchful eye of the Sun, his wayward partner the Moon, and their many companions the Stars, whose constellations guide t...e fortunes of all men and women and the beasts of field, forest and sea. Although Heather envied her beautiful and charming sister, she'd been chosen because there was no one in the world she loved more than Fern, including all the boys who'd fucked her only after rolling off her sister's exhausted body. And Fern loved her too. Theirs was a pure. The dirt of Manhattan seemed never to penetrate Park Avenue, at least not Park Avenue north of 42nd Street and south of 100th Street.It was almost eight o'clock in the evening and she was on her way to an appointment in the Seventies. The cab driver was doing his best to get a look at her legs through the rear view mirror, but she didn't give a damn about cab drivers, at least not this one, because he was old enough to be her father. And anyway cab drivers weren't rich, were they? There weren't. Mike took a firm grip in her hair, pulled out the gag and stuck his big cock into her little mouth.“NNAAAOOOUWWWW!”, she protested only to receive another clip over the ear. Mike grabbed the back of her head and forced his way into his mother’s orifice – all the way down her throat. She gagged by the sudden invasion but Mike force fucked her so hard that she had no time for further protest. Tears were running down her cheeks while the big cock of her youngest son ****d her mouth relentlessly. He didn't have long to wait. The phone rang again and Heather had no need to speak, the sweet girl's strangled sobs requiring no translation. She'd bided her time, but Connie had exacted bitter revenge. Folding away the phone, Matthew stumbled to the side of the road and sat down on a wall, wiping away a tear. He gazed to the heavens for a sign.---Two days later Matthew Ryder sat in first class as the jet descended upon Heathrow. He needed to get away from Manila, if only temporarily, a little.