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Picking up the phone, Julie dialled a number from memory. "Hi it's me," she said, then paused while the person at the other end spoke, before adding, "Yes exactly as we thought would happen, I have encrypted the first file and uploaded it, I think there will be others to follow." "So come on then," Julie laughed, "did daddy make a move on you afterwards?" Michelle blushed deeply as she sat at the kitchen table having just recounted the tale of the day before to Julie. She squirmed on the seat as she remembered how good her father’s cock felt inside her; still sloppy from Chico’s cum as she remembered riding up and down on his large cock as her father chewed on her pert nipples. Michelle had to clamp her thighs together to stop herself orgasming as the memory of Chico licking her ass as she rode her father popped into her head. Then she looked at Julie with a quizzical look and said, "hang on...you would know if he did...you have the house wired." "Of course I know the truth, silly,” Julie said, smiling smugly to herself at making her young friend recount every detail that was already captured on video, “it made for a darn good show, well, at least that’s what your mother said." "WHAT??!!" Michelle exclaimed, "My Mom knows Chico fucked me again? And how daddy feels about me?” Julie just smiled and slid a picture across the table. Michelle turned it over and saw two women naked with their asses in the air, their heads on their hands, concealing their faces. In the foreground was her Chico, though he looked a little younger than he did now, looking eagerly at the two asses. Whoever took the picture had stood behind Chico, who stared at the choice presented before him. "Is that?" Michelle's voice trailed away, as she recognised the bedroom furniture from their home back in America, and realised the woman kneeling on the right could well have been her mother. Then with a gasp, Michelle pointed to the picture and said,, "and the other one looks like ..." PREFACE: Many years before the beginning of the story of Will’s habitation in the Mansion, a well-to-do gentleman built a great home in a certain Western city in the midst of a growing neighborhood of upper middle class homes. He built it there to completely dominate the homes around him, instead of just competing with them. He moved his growing family into it and they settled down to an affluent and genteel existence. The neighbors acknowledged his primacy in the small community’s affairs and he ruled with a very light hand. It helped the growing community to have things administered for all of their benefits, with little efforts on their parts and a lot of positivity for everyone living there. When he died in his old age, he had determined that even though he loved his children very much, that none of them were good candidates to take over the care of the magnificent home. So, he legally in his will made provisions that would go bbw a long way to preserve and protect this beloved structure for generations to come. In that will, Redheads he made generous provisions for his heirs, but held back a number of assets to finance the lives and activities of those who would care for the Mansion. They wouldn’t have to work, if they didn’t want to, and there would be plenty of financial strength left for its care and upgrading as time went by. He selected a responsible middle-aged and single nephew to take over the house and in his will, he codified the process of the future Masters of the Mansion. His long associated law firm, took on the maintenance of the agreement in perpetuity for a very modest continuing fee. And they would make sure that all of the taxes and continuing expenses would be paid up on time. An unanticipated result of this was that the Masters would tend to have a lot of idle time on their hands. After a couple of short tenured Masters, a Wangsmo Marner took over the reins at the age of forty. He was a retired military man, elegant in his straight back, gray hair and Van Dyke mustache and beard. His piercing blue eyes mesmerized a large contingent of the neighboring female population, the young and the more mature. Since the young girls of this prosperous neighborhood were somewhat spoiled and the wives somewhat neglected, he soon found himself quite busy after all in administering to their intimate needs. So, he soon discerned that he would need private spaces in the house to allow him to pursue his sexual sports with the women and to hide this activity from open view. He used indian a number of unrelated construction companies to do parts of this so that no one company would know the whole plan of his. He also used out of town businesses that were situated in all different directions. Plot plans of the remodeling tended to be lost too. 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