I marveled at his 11-inches of vein-etched beef. Suddenly, I felt all my inhibitions disappear. I was ready to be corrupted by him... Ready to secede...from my heterosexuality forever...Ready to submit to my hunky Uncle Todd... Ready to be degraded and subjugated, and ready to be shameless in my sexual servitude. I wanted nothing more than to pleasure him with my body. Then, to recieve his spermy broth as a reward. "You ready Nephew?" He asked.“Yes Sir,” I answered him panting and flush with. .. you enjoy being in control! I've read Elizabeth's latest psychiatric report, the one on your alto-ego, still keeping it under control?" It was a valid question."Yes, it seems that when I get angry 'he' gets out, at the moment I'm calm and under control, so no worries — at the moment, I've got the breathing exercises and pills when they don't work. Talking about control I'd better tell you that I've used my influence on two of the nurses. The first was Mary Wilson; I made her remain quiet. He not only stood up right away, so did his cock. We decided we could all give Jeff a little show and have some fun too, so we headed for the bathroom. I didn't realize how much I had to go until I stood up.I pretty much knew what Jeff wanted and it wasn't to watch us pee, not like stand by the toilet and watch, he wanted to see where it came from. When we got into the bathroom Jeff went right into the shower and I told the girls, it was going to be like we did it before, only one by one. . Turning around and leaning up against the slanted bed, elbows and knees against the mattress, arse pushed out backwards. She’s looking over her shoulder back at Gina and the pig ... Gina shuffles after her, grabs at the blonde’s panties and pulls them down over her stockings, exposing her firm arse to the pig... The pig reacts to the site of her cunt, and its smell, and to her welcoming position, by shuffling forward, breathing hard as he moves up behind our slimline blonde, and then lurching.