By Christmas day the bottleheld more than a cup of the old man's cock slime. Mary remembers with horrorChristmas Eve. When mother served the eggnog, t...e old man made his granddaughterwarm up his sperm in the microwave and drink it instead. When she microwavedher grandfather's cock juice, its sharp smell filled the kitchen. Mary shudders at the memory and takes a long drink. When she puts down theglass her upper lip is coated with a "milk" moustache. The white liquid inthe glass has a slightly. Then I heard a loud zap and he went quiet. So, these bastards were serious!This was a fine fucking mess! Yes we had surrendered in hopes of seeing Baskerville and none of that plan worked. I started to mess with my restraints, realized I had on thumb cuffs and knew it was worthless to try to pick them because I couldn't get to the locks.I just had to wait and hope they would make a mistake that would let me escape...Flashback – Ira – Undisclosed locationI cognated that Baskerville had captured. ”Saying this I started pulling her top towards her neck and cupped her breast and pinched her nipples tightly over the bra. She controlled her shouts. I then removed her bra and started sucking her boobs.In the meanwhile, I pushed her lower down and inserted my palm inside her pussy. This is the first moment I touched a pussy in real. I tried to insert my finger but could not succeed. Then she guided me to insert it.I finger fucked her hard until she released her juices. I asked her to give me. Since the day I'd met Mandy for lunch and a sex session afterward and found that she was knocked up, we'd resumed our regular sexual liaisons and secretly fucked behind Mandy's husband's back. What he didn't know (and there was a lot by that point) would hurt him was my thoughts. Here he'd fucked around -- only not in the literal sense -- and I'd knocked his sexy blonde wife up with my child instead of his. I didn't fucking feel sorry for him; he could have given Mandy a baby anytime --.