"I enjoy being a firefighter, but this is the downside," Ben said. "It could happen to any of us." And that scares the shit out of me," Christine admi...tted."I know it does," Ben agreed. "You think it doesn't scare me? But think of it, Chris. You knew your brother better than I did. He got four young girls out of that burning building. He paid the price, but he got them out. He would've wanted it that way, and we both know it." I know," Chris agreed. "Sometimes, that's the only thing that keeps. Sarcastically, she asked, "So she was willing for you to batter her throat with your cock?" Let's watch the video," Andrew said instead of answering her question."I'd really rather not." You need to." Okay."Andrew started the tape. He stopped it when Amber was finishing her cheer. He said, "One fantasy that a lot of guys have is that a cheerleader takes one look at him and falls into complete and total lust with him. Now at this point, all she's done is a couple cheers to establish her role in. The waiter was stretched out on the bed- and Wanda was sucking his prick!He gave a squawk of alarm.Wanda looked up, her lips dripping and her flaming red hair cascading over her cheeks.She smiled happily when she saw that her husband had not returned alone."I won't be a minute, dear," she said. "I'm almost finished."The waiter was looking horrified. But Wanda dove on his cock again and her husband nodded encouragement. Then the waiter relaxed, realizing that these were not your average hotel. “Why would I stare at our daughter?”She shook her head. “Shower. Now. Mister.”“Yes, dear.”I stepped into the haze of steam. I hoped Tiffany left me any hot water. She should have showered earlier. I hated taking a cold shower. Then I glanced down at my still-hard erection, the glimpses of my daughter's flesh seared into my mind.Maybe a cold shower would be a good idea.My erection died the moment the icy water hit me. I gasped, letting the water flow across my body, cooling my ardor. It was hard.