She let out a sweet little exhale when her toes were free from her slipper, to which she immediately scrunched them up. This sock was the same as the ...other in terms of worn and thinness. It too was adorned with lots of little white cotton baubles and was very thin and worn in, especially around her toes and heel. So much so that as she scrunched her toes, I could see her pretty, aqua blue painted toenails through the almost sheer white fabric. Her wrinkly cotton sole looked even better than her. Her head went back, a keening sound came from her throat and once again she came, her body undulating on my cock, sending her pleasure into me. As she was coming down, she asked me “Why didn’t you cum as well”. Limply, I said that I was uncertain about that, but she told me I was being silly, incest being only a cultural taboo to preserve the gene pool, and restarted her movements again, somehow managing to keep her upper body still, as her lower half undulated on m. I cold feel my cock sliding. All right I said,and lifted my top over my head.I slipped off my flowery bra,and I could see he was impressed.So I was topless.Big sweat.I went topless on the beach didnt I.Whats the difference.I t didnt get any more exciting than that although he did try persuade me.But I was happy.I was sonn earning 200,even 220 a day.I was rolling in it.Then on the Friday,my last day,back came Jay.Wee Jay with the big muscles.He handed me a hundred,and said "usual love,get them out".Before I could say. " I hope they are generous samples." Stated Greg, only partially in jest. Greg Dewer was the Financial Director, with the eye for value that goes with that position. He was also a Scot and had informed us that he was more than partial to a wee dram. Greg and John were both in their late forties and where the driving force behind the new company. They had both previously worked for the same company, albeit in more junior roles. That company had failed, according to them at least, due to greedy.