She gagged a couple times trying to take more than she could but she didn’t give up. She finally got a rhythm going and was doing a great job, if t...he sounds he was making were a clue. She stopped short of being him off, but still wanted the taste of cum, so she asked him if she could suck me off before they continued. He took a step back and I took his position in front of my wife. My cock was rock hard and ready to explode, so it didn’t take long once my wife started sucking my cock for me. He stroked her cheek and traced along her neck to her breast with his fingertips, trying to sooth her to make it a little easier. He felt her body loosen slightly and pushed himself through her barrier, her gasp of bitter pain and surprise like a knife through his heart. He remained still and as a small amount of tears began to fall from her eyes, he kissed them away and left light ghostly kisses on her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, and around her mouth before meeting her lips hungrily, trying to. We were getting richer by the day. He was a business genius, and I was the computer programming brains behind the scene. A perfect match. Then one day it all ended. While flying back from a skiing vacation in Colorado, my Father’s private plane crashed. There were no survivors. Killed were both pilots, a well stacked flight attendant (my Father’s latest play toy), and my Mother. I inherited everything – the company, all our houses (we now had three), and billions in off-shore. He had made me stand, still naked, near a wall while he fiddled with a Polaroid camera. This was before the days of digital photography.Click! Flash! Daddy took a full length photo of my nude body. I remembered it like it was yesterday as I looked at the photo on the left side of the open photo album. My flat chest and bare vagina staring back at me. On the opposite page was a rear view of me showing how pink his hand had made my rear end.Unable to stop myself I turned the page to look at my.