“Mark, you are the younger sibling, are you not?” Old Steeple Fingers said, peering over at us.Mark just nodded.“Mark, the DNA of your body is d...fferent from the DNA of your semen. You are likely to be a Chimera.”Mark stared at Old Steeple Fingers; we all stared at Old Steeple Fingers.“In medical terms, unused fetal material from your mother’s pregnancy with your brother, has been absorbed by you during your own gestation. Unfortunately it is your genitalia that contains your brother’s DNA.”. ” she answered.“Good, now perhaps I can tell you what I wanted to say.”“Okay, so what do you want to talk about then?” she asked.Slowly turning back to face the TV on the opposite wall of the room, he reluctantly said a mental goodbye to the weather girl of his wanton wish list, stopped jigging the remote in his hand and hit the power button. The girl’s smile disappeared as the screen went dark and the small LED in the bottom right corner changed from green to red.He turned to face her once. Stansen gently guided her back down into the seat, before standing over her."Let's be frank here gentlemen", he said, his hand slowly unzipping his fly, "Miss Mayes here wants this." His hard dick popped out into view, Taylor's eyes widening at the sight."These videos are made purely to make men masturbate. If you had the chance, would you rather jerk off in front of a screen? Wouldn't you jerk off on this gorgeous, teasing eighteen year old, blonde little school girl?!"His hand began doing. He arrived at my open window, and nonchalantly asked if I would like to go into the bushes for a wank! Wow! No small talk, straight down to business. I could feel my cheeks burning in embarrassment, but I replied, 'Sounds like fun. Sure.'I locked up my vehicle and followed the forward gentleman into the wooded surroundings, finding a patch of rhododendron bushes that were littered by tattered tights, stockings, empty bottles of poppers and crinkled up condoms. I nervously looked around to.