We will have to start over and make a new suit."I heard some depression in Bud's voice. The audio that played through the suit while I wore it was not...as nuanced as hearing his thoughts in my head, so the depression must have been deeply felt. At the same time, I wondered about the absolute confidence I had been placing in Bud and those he represented. This seemed like a pretty obvious fuck up on their parts, after some very lengthy and detailed planning."We might need to make a new suit, but. I didn't here the conversation, but what I did here was my mother asking if she wanted anyone else but me for help. With a quick ok, she hung up the phone, turned to me and said Linda wanted my help for a while, I put up a bit of a protest at first, but was getting know where, so agreed. I got myself cleaned up and headed over to Linda's house.I knocked at the door, didn't here anything, knocked again, tried the handle, it was open! I opened the door and called for her herd a faint vice from. I looked across the table and my sister had on a straight face and one could not tell by looking at her that she was doing anything other than eating. She kept carrying on a conversation too! I knew my sister loved my cock, but this was ridiculous. Yet very, very enjoyable. I came right under the table, and she knew it. She let out a small smile. My parents told us that they were so happy that I was home, but had to leave tonight because they were invited to a wedding from my dad’s work. . . Last time was over 3 hours.’ The guy said ‘Damn!.. Well that explains it.’ ‘It’s hanging open almost now.. But I’ll fuck it anyway.’ He moved his hand over to my dick. Bruce let it go. This guy began to fuck me really hard and was jacking my dick. I knew there was no way I could even get hard again so why didn’t they just stop? Bruce grabbed my nuts in his hand and gave them a hard squeeze. I cried out in pain. It’s 10:00 am and I’m still being used. This guy was fucking my brains out and.