Hess."I have a tummy ache. Could I lie down on your cot in back?"Hess nodded."Maybe you could comeback and check on me in a little while." She whisper...d.She went down the hall in the back and found the door to the back room; sure enough there was a cot. She stretched out on the cot on her back and waited. She didn't have long to wait, the door opened and Hess came in, he pulled a chair up and sat next to her."Where does it hurt Mandy?" he asked."Right here." She said, putting her hand on her. I’d feel a lot better if we could at least let you know if something were to happen.”Dad grinned, “Maybe there’s a way.”We were all looking at him quizzically.“I met with some old friends today while you guys were at work. First I talked to Tom Gregory. We’re putting off your press conference till we come up with a better plan. Then I talked to Jim. He’s also concerned about the whole ‘Invisible Man’ thing.“He said it was fraught with disaster, both for the Police and yourselves. He’s not. ..how the hell do you please you wife withthat....actually I bet you don't have a wife....or a girlfriend," shequipped."I'm married Mistress," I mewled meekly, blushing bright red."No way...then she must be pretty frustrated!" she chuckled."That's why white women love BBC," quipped Master, as they both laughedat my expense."Shit even the white bois love BBC!" he boasted adding to myhumiliation."No fucking way!" she replied.He looked up at me a wicked grin on his lips and I held my. I had my panties. I could do anything. I dug my fingers into my sister's rump as she slammed back down my cock, soaking me in her delicious juices.“Mistress!” she moaned, her throaty pleasure echoing through the car. “Mistress! Mistress!”“Mmm, I know!” I groaned. “You like that, don't you? You like my futa-dick being in you.”“So much!” She shuddered. “Your cum is leaking out of my asshole and you're going to fill my cunt up with all your wonderful jizz.”“I might even breed you,” I said.“That.