He nodded and asked if I could show him the prototypes. I said that I lived at Wildcat Brand on a ranch with my family. If he would like to come for a...visit that I would be glad to show him what I had.He said that he would be out to see me next month. I agreed.I went by the store and bought presents for my wives and babies.As I was leaving the store a swaggering drunk came by and pushed me out of his way. I said, "Mister, you mother didn't teach you any manners, did she?"He turned around and. I touched my hard cock and pictured Sarah Kate in her nightshirt. I pictured my hand running up her leg under the shirt. I pictured her lips. I pictured them on my cock, the tingle of my sister’s warm soft lips pulling my cock into her mouth. I pictured her breasts, small and tight, under my fingers, my hand in her cunt, my fingers damp, my cock twitching, her breathing, panting, sweet cunt rippling. I came. I opened my eyes to see the cum flow from my cock with the memory of my sweet sister in. "She stopped me again..."You call me Nana from now on baby. Dont argue with me." I nodded my head in agreement."Nana usually pumps around this time, but I would much rather feed you. Would you like that sweet baby?" Again, I simply nodded my head yes."OK baby lie down in Nana's lap. Thats a good boy! Oh Nana is sooo full. I hope you are still hungry?" Yes Nana" I muttered softly.Nana was looking down at me as I laid in her lap. The smell of her freshly showered body and the softness of her. Central Park was a circus well-lit with police searchlights.The outer rim of the center attraction was jam-packed with members of the press. I recognized a lot of them and felt pity for their subdued early morning spiritless attempts to gather information for their puppet-masters downtown. I saw a redheaded stringer at the Daily News standing behind the police tape with her hastily pulled on too-tight jeans and no bra look at me with recognition in her sleep-deprived blue eyes. Strangely, I.