Susan Carter - Father knows best

Harriet, feeling Brian fall away, wanted to pull away from her daughter's face now that she had come, but Renee clutched Harriet's ass tightly and rubbed her head against Idrine's cheeks. The pressure of her head against her daughter's rectal cushions forced Idrine's cunt all the more solidly against Larry Hunter's face, and his tongue massaged the girl's shuddering clit until she peaked with a "Hhhhhiiiiyyaaggghh!"

At that same moment, Larry Hunter fired his wad into Renee's bucking ass. Renee felt the heated semen shoot through her ass, soothing her raw rectal membranes. Only now was she aware that she might have felt some pain.

Idrine, no longer able to stand, slid down into her father's lap as Renee fell forward. Hunter's shrinking penis "popped" out of her ass as the woman sank to the floor, totally exhausted.

Less than a week later, Larry Hunter and Renee Pembroke were legally married. Renee and Idrine moved into a large duplex penthouse with Larry Hunter in a building he owned in the high-class part of the village.

Harriet Pembroke remained living in her little house, continuing to service those men willing to pay for her body. Fucking was not merely a living for her – it was a way of life.

On occasion, the Hunter family, Larry, Renee, and Idrine, visited Harriet Pembroke, and they had a menage-a-quatre. And when Brian Wolfe stopped by, it became a menage-a-cinq.

Brian Wolfe was ostensibly Idrine Hunter's steady boy friend. The truth was, he did occasionally fuck her, but he usually went to her house to fuck with Renee while Larry Hunter pumped his own daughter. And when he visited Harriet Pembroke's house, the young grandmother always "loaned" him the money to pay her fee.

And like in all good fairy tales, they lived happily ever after.