.." he began.Oh, big brother, I couldn't tell you. You were so much older, girls flocked around you, your career."Tell me what, sis?" That I love you ...artin. I've loved you for as long as I can remember."He was stunned, silent as she continued."Oh sure, at first it was little sister in awe of her older handsome brother, but as time went on, what I felt for you went far deeper than admiration or adolescent puppy love. I grew to know you and understand you, Martin. I saw the love and caring you. “ Shall I see if he wants to attend our meet?” she asked. Well it was something I readily agreed to and sure enough Joe concurred with a definite glint in his eyes.We had arranged to meet at their home the following Sunday afternoon but I received a message on Friday evening to say that owing to an emergency (family returning from Uni unexpectedly) they would not be able to host our meet. We hastily arranged a plan b which was a Travel lodge type room at a motorway service station! Well we. .. But it was the branding of the farmer's wife. With the farm's 'logo'. The farmer's wife, who was still lying quite numb on the iron roster above the dung pit. Shaking almost invisibly, her layers of white flesh acting as shock berakers on the cold hard steel. Harry's kinky revenge fantasy - that revived every time he thought about what the farmer's wife had done to him for weeks, without retaliation - was kindled when he looked at her, lying there on a roster. He had taken a bunch of candles. “Keri! I really need to get off.”Looking in my eyes and seeing the need, Keri walked to the sink and pumped a handful of skin lotion into her palm and rubbed her hands together as she approached me. Anticipating her actions I pushed my hips forward to meet her warming hands.“You will just need to wait.” She rubbed the lotion in her hands on my face and bald head and rubbed it in.Taking a hold of my now pain filled erection, she led me out into the hallway. We turned to the right away from the.