"I don't fuck with my ass," his father told him."Is it in?" Jeanne joked, humping up at him."Christ, yes, it's in!" Richard choked. "Can't you feel it..." Well, put it in deeper then," Jeanne demanded, throwing her arms around his neck and pulling his bristly cheeks against her breasts.Over Rich's shoulder, Valerie watched her father-in-law wriggling his pale ass as he ground his cock into the girl beneath him. She slapped Rich's hands away from her tits, but did not object when he returned them. He started to gag on it, but kept it in until he had to come up for air.I wasn't sure I could do take him all in, but I was willing to try. How Iwanted to trade places, but he was doing such a wonder job I did not wanthim to stop. I the position he was in now I had to reach way over hisbody to keep on beating him off.I did pull his underwear all the rest of the way off, just wearing hissocks. I started to giggle, thinking how silly men looked just wearingsocks when fucking, and James stopped. "His crew grinned as Koenig turned to Sheila to lay out his strategy. "We'll fire two missiles down his tailpipe, and two more down each of the others. As soon as we've fired the last shot, reload — don't wait for an order, this is your order. If any survive, we'll down them at our leisure."He settled back in his chair. "Fire one! Fire two!" Firing one!" Number one fired electrically." Firing two!" Number two fired electrically."He waited until the first two missiles were about a quarter the. I was drying off and I saw Brad eye me. It made me very uncomfortable-as it turned out, for good reason."Come here!" It was a command. He didn't shout. In fact, he was talking rather quietly. But it was clear that it was a command. I hesitated. Brad spoke again-not to give another command but, I guess, to explain the situation. "You're my bitch now, you know that." That last phrase could have been a question, but it wasn't. It was a statement of fact.I did know it. I hadn't admitted it to.