She tried to twist her hands, but they were held securely behind her. She tried to pull her feet free, but they, too, were held tight to the chair. He... crotch was spread open, exposed, just as her tits were.“What ... what do you mean?” she gasped, her eyes filled with fear.“Oh, we got some good ideas, Peggy,” Tommy said.She had an idea what he was talking about, and cringed inwardly. “You wouldn’t ... I’m your sister, damn it!”“That’s what we like about it,” Tommy said. “You know what, Peggy?. “What’s up?“Jenn, can I come over? We need to talk,” Allie said nervously.“Of course, Allie. I always have time for you,” Jenn replied. “You sound upset. Is something wrong?” Jenn inquired.After a pause, Allie said, “No I’m not upset. I’ll explain when I get there. See you in a bit.”Opening the door, Jenn saw that Allie was not her usual smiling, bubbly self. She appeared nervous. Brushing by Jenn without saying a word, Allie sat on the couch. Following her, Jenn sat next to her.Before Jenn. There were five or six men with lighter hair standing in the back with me, they were reporters from other news agencies around the world. I said 'hi' to the Canadian guy immediately to my right, I forgot his name but I had met once before in Thailand.Suddenly the man standing on the platform spoke into the microphone,"Greetings my Muslim brothers. I know there are many of you from many different nations, so I am speaking English because I believe you will understand me better speaking English. Look at it son, look at that enormous fat prick in my hand...look how huge and massive it is...an 11 inch pussy fucker......an orgasm inducing cunt fucking shag stick.....the biggest hardest young cock I have ever seen....naked on my bed....in my hand....and it belongs to my own hunky big boy son."I loved talking dirty to my son, especially when I had his cock in my hand. I slowly began to slide my hand up and down the full length of his cock, running my fingers around the head of that bulging,.