"Yeah ... dark too. But I see pretty good in the dark, so it doesn't bother me like it does most people. You're not scared of the dark, are you?"She p...ulled her chin down and leaned into me. "Not all the time."I've always been fascinated by the similarities between my girls and their daughters; Peggy and Tink in particular. They're so much alike in appearance, facial expressions and mannerisms. And one of the most intriguing of those mannerisms is the way they both work so hard at appearing. Queen Aideen sat looking at me from the bed. She was lying back slightly against her pillows. The ivory dildo was still peeking out of her slit where she had left it when my appearance surprised her. “Come to me,” she said and gestured with her hand for me to stand next to the bed.I stood next to her bed and she reached out and stroked my raging hard on. She then reached under me and felt my balls, hefting them like she was checking out a breeding ram or bull or stallion. After a few moments. "I said:"Okay."A short time later, she was straddling me really hard, and I had my cock nestled between her tiny vaginal lips when she was close to climax. Then, she stopped, stood up, slipped off her panties and asked:"Please finger my puss puss, to feel how wet I am?"With that, I briefly put my finger in and out of her pussy and noticed that she was dripping wet. Not noticing the video camera in the bushes, I found myself staring at the lens and asked her:"Your idea?"She asked:"What?"I said:. This header andthe rest of the story must remain intact. All rights for this storyremain the property of the author.The following story is true although I have taken some literarylicense. All of the events described happened to me when I was 26.I originally wrote this story in November 1997 and revised it in March2004.I would appreciate comments and suggestions, but not flames, which willbe ignored.Strange BrothelBy Lindsey [email protected] sex life had been so bizarre that at age.