By this point, my cock was rock hard and pushing painfully hard against my tight jeans. I decided I had to do something about it. I pulled off my jean... and boxers, and wrapped by hand around my thick cock, before beginning to jerk off to the scene unfolding in front of me. By this point, Beckie had laid down on her back on the bed, her knees in the air and her legs spread with her wet pussy clearly on display, while my sister was knelt beside her, fingers buried in Beckie's pussy. Her fingers. "Because I said so," the solder said getting angry.I saw Tasha was well hidden.I said to the solder, "What are you going to do? Kill me? You don't havethe guts."He hit my cheek with the but of his rifle. I lost a tooth. I picked up thetooth and smiled at the soldier as I got back in line. If he only knew why Ithought I had won. Tasha had made it into the woods undetected. I got backin line as we continued towards the machinegun fire. I was getting nervous,but the thought of my sister's escape. He knew now that he was hopelessly in love with Desirée Denning and he had every intention of having her again, even after his marriage to Nancy. And again. And again.And he had the means to force her to submit to him, for the animalistic encounter had been filmed by Priscilla, and through a piece of hilarious subterfuge, Clete had obtained the video tape and the pictures from that evil young woman. He was sure that the devious bitch Priscilla intended to use the materials to manipulate. My request had pleased him, at any rate. He left the counter and disappeared into the other room for the space of a few seconds, returning with a manila folder full of paper. ‘This is all I have along the lines of erotica,’ he said as he handed it to me. I nodded and immediately set to reading while he finished making the coffee. It was good. Not great, but good. There were several things I could have suggested to help him out, but I didn’t want to appear overly critical. By the time we both.