“No. I see the merit in what you’re saying, but infecting them is a last resort.”“Okay. But don’t think this will be the last time we talk a...out this,” she replied. “I’m not going to let anything separate our family.”“I know, and I promise I won’t let it come to that. If we can’t figure out another alternative, we can think about it.”Mom and Vicki went off to do something while Jonathan and I sat down with the ledger, trying to figure out what exactly was going on. Making sense of it however. "He was pathetic, completely unable to disobey her. We... I had to try to get him to... oppose her control. Other sisters had tried." "Why you?" "He was a business man. He needed to respect the woman trying. He couldn't respect the pros and Barbie was desperate." "You're not a pro?" Maybe I should have been angry, but I don't think he really understood what he asked. "No. I'm... not a specialist, in bed." "Ah, so he had to...?" Oh god. He wanted to hear me say it. But he didn't seem upset. Time. I watched her push her small hand inside her deep cleavage. My cock was semi hard before. I could feel it get rock hard now. All 9 ¾ inches wanted to bust out the front of my jeans. I had to quickly move on the couch. Trying not to be to obvious I had a raging hard on. I took a quick peek at Richie. He was watching his Mother man handle her breast. It took a few minutes… “Yeah! I found some. Little wet. You guys don’t mind?” she giggled. “No…The wetter the better. I always say.” I. Not until he reached across her back again and slapped her hard three times across her ass.Her ghasp as the hits fell, bringing sharp pain through her once again, made her throat open, and all of a sudden his cock was buried deep in her face. The shock was enormous as an object the thickness of her lower arm suddenly found its way down her narrow throat. She vaguely registered his pubic hairs tickling her nose before her body realized it could not breath. So with all it's might the body tried.