It was the house I’d been raised in. I was twenty-nine; so he’d had to have had the house longer than thirty years; maybe it was paid for.“He ok...y?” she said.“Define okay? The man’s a basket case and feeling abandoned. It is so freaking sad,” said Owen. She nodded.“I’m glad you brought him here to stay. He needs to have people around him at least till after the funeral,” said Abigail.“Yes, yes he does,” he said. “He gave us permission to take care of the legal stuff for him too. The house is. Look she is facing the wall and she can’t see anything. Quickly remove your towel, I’ll help you in wearing it.He got convinced and he removed his towel. Still, his dick is in the same size and hanging. Fortunately, I saw through the mirror where I can see my daughter who is watching everything. She also got surprised by seeing the size of his dick.I really didn’t know what to do, so took the dhoti to make him wear it quickly to handle the situation. Now I didn’t mind in seeing the dick. "Such a tight cunt, too. I might have to fuck her myself before the tournament's over."My Mistress did love her toys and she attached a spreader to my ankles. The round tube was made of plastic and very light, but very strong as well and fitted with velcro straps at each end. Unlike most of the other leg spreaders in her inventory, this one wasn't adjustable and kept my feet some forty-eight inches apart, which wasn't uncomfortable for me at all.The girl, Alia, seemed to be holding her breath. As Tom sat there across from Jessica, he was struck again by how pretty and how sexy he found her to be as he looked at her.Tom was especially struck by not only Jessica's pretty face and the shapeliness of her womanly body but he loved her large DD-cup breasts that seemed so appropriate on her figure. On any other woman he might have considered her tits too large but on Jessica's frame and heighth they seemed to fit her body. He loved her long thick hair and he remembered how much he loved.