I was a horrible boyfriend she deserved better. I could be better. I called Abby right away. She actually apologized to me for not calling. She said t...at there had been some tension going on at home this week and we needed to talk. I was worried when she said talk I knew what that usually meant. Was she mad I hadnt returned the love comment? I had known for a while that her family was all extremely religious. Her father was a reverend at the local church, and her mom played the role of the. Yes, this was starting to feel good. She knew what she was doing.But then it happened. She accidentally or purposely brushed over the underside of the head of my softening penis, but this was like a bolt of lightening from nowhere. It immediately regained its stature and started to throb. I heard her murmur with approval and she eventually relented and grabbed my balls and started to massage them like only a woman knows how. I reacted by raising my torso and unknowingly gave her more room to. All she wanted was for someone, me, to watch her pinch her nipples as they lactated madly. So that was what she did for me. We spent that afternoon doing just that. And as she did that, all I could do was let my cock tingle more crazily while it got harder and harder and be “bothersome” down below. It was tingling wildly and “monstrously” I thought. I so wanted her to hold it and stroke it and make me cum. I really did but I was way into her tits I guess. I was way too into those sexy fat. Afterwards he explained what had gone down the day before.The Sheriff had gotten the District Attorney and the Chief Judge to issue warrants for the arrest of Francine’s father, mother, and brother along with ten other relatives that Francine had told him about that had repeatedly molested her against her wishes. Saturday evening several police cars converged on each family and took the people into custody. One family at a time was given the riot act. There was no good cop and bad cop routine.