I thought that we needed to establish a base of operations somewhere that we could scout out the situation in the area and had a good idea where."I th...nk we should go through Navarre and then drive north to Whiting Field Naval Air Station (NAS). It is a Navy training base on a hill in the north end of the county and has several hundred small planes and helicopters and should be fairly secure."As soon as I said that Julie surprised me and agreed, "I think that's a good idea. You know the area. "You've been a really bad girl sis," I heard my sister say, "Ron is gonna spank you, while I make you watch me." Then she took the bind fold off and I felt Ron's hand hit my bare ass, the leather of the teddy grinding into my crack. I groaned, he hit hard, but I perched my ass up to let him know I wanted more."You like that you little bitch?" he said as he spanked me again, slightly harder. I nodded.My sister was sitting on chair in front of me, a huge dildo in one hand, the fingers on her. ” She looked solemn, just short of grim. The bowl of Snickers was about half empty. Or full.Zo was wearing a machine-knit blue cardigan and a yellow tee: ‘Did You Eat Your Honey Today?’ Tall and lean and ... composed. So at ease. Maybe a Macklin fire burned somewhere deep in his belly, but you wouldn’t know it from his placid countenance.Yet Zo’s appearance seemed ... just off. General counsel for G and G. Gold tooth? ‘Did you eat your honey today?’ And, machine-knit? But, I certainly wouldn’t. What a slut she is, I thought. Roshni looked up at me and saw my eyes on her breasts again.Roshni took my cock off her mouth and said, “Sorry, Uncle, I forgot how you were eyeing my boobs while finger fucking me. Let me reveal my babies to my dear Uncle.” She took off her T-shirt, reached behind her back, unhooked her bra and threw it on the sofa.Roshni’s magnificent breasts popped out. She looked at me and said, “Please help yourself, Uncle. You can play with them, press, pinch or torture.