This story is about a fella called Otis McGee. I guess you could say it is about pride. Not foolish pride like in the picture shows. It is more of a p...ide that relies on a sense of family, adherence to a code of honor, and a determination of purpose that subscribes to the principle of "An eye for an eye" retribution.Otis McGee was not what you could call a smart fella. He was a bit slow when it comes to book-learning. Otis was more of a thinking man. Problem was, you never could be quite. On both sides of her were gorgeous blond girls with little pink nipples, pink pussies, blue eyes, in the middle of them was Zooey with honey brown nipples, light brown skin, and dark pussy lips. I'm getting away from the story though. The guy was about to cum, I could tell because he doubled over my sister's body, grabbed her boobs and started shouting “I'm cumming, Oh god I'm cumming!” My sister looked up and saw me standing there yanking my dick through my dresser mirror. I froze, a look of. I said “yes di, you said correctly, I thought they were children’s, but after seeing bulge in his pants, I couldn’t believe it, your blessed di, your son is going to fuck you, If my son doesn’t see me like that, it will be shame di”. She said “why di, he have a cock, you have a pussy”. She touched my boobs said “such a good bosom still stiff even old man can get a hard, try too make him yours, if not leave him to me, I will take care”.After hearing her, my mind got excited, my pussy started. First I took off her ‘I’m on a walk’ rig’. Within ten second she had checked her food dish, then found her bed. Mikah waited patiently while I showered, and fixed our breakfast. I had a bran muffin and some more meds mixed with a glass of fake orange juice. She had the usual vet approved doggy breakfast.Then and only then did I allows myself to have a cup of coffee. I sat down on the deck with the coffee to contemplate the universe, I also turned on the phone. There were a half dozen plus one.