He was silent for a while. Aaron watched his brother and mirrored his behavior. He asked, “You’re comfortable with the reality of group sex?”“...Yes,” Elise said with a smile at her son. “I know that my presence kind of squelched things this weekend. I’m sorry about that.”“What are your intentions?”Elise laughed. “About what? I’m content to just let things play out and see how everybody feels in a few months. Over that time, I want to go home, have a think, and come back a few times for long. Ping apologized for not being able to stay the rest of the weekend. She had to pack and catch a flight back to China. Barb was going to join her on Monday along with the other clients who had other plans the night before. I made sure she knew it was alright and that I understood. After Ping left, I sat down and had a long talk with Barb. She reassured me that she wasn't pimping me out to Ping. The contracts had already been signed, sealed and delivered. She knew of Ping's interest in women and. .. She leaned close to his ear and said, "Would you please fuck your dear Aunt's pussy? I need to feel you cum in my slutty cunt!"She took his hands and helped the stunned lad to his feet before turning and leaning over the breakfast bar. She wiggled her ass at him and Tim gave her a sly smile and lined himself up behind his Aunt. She reached back between her legs and took her nephews pulsating thick prick and aimed it at her boiling hot pussy. She had a thing for young boys...and women. Seeing. I have to remind them, because the owner has only bought a drink and food licence, not a "drink and play" one, or whatever it is called, so she'd get in trouble if the serving girls misbehaved. I do not want trouble, not for me, not for her, so I behave.Sometimes, when business allows me to relax, I look at the guests, and watch them when they look at me, or at the other girls, and I try to imagine what their thoughts are, their desires — if they could, what would they do with us? To us? What.