." He stopped and his grin got bigger at the look on Dillon's face. "Niña told me to put you in one of her father's nightshirts. I undressed you amig...." Very funny Oso, very funny," Dillon replied pretending to be upset with the big man. Then a grin spread across his face and gave him away. "How long have I been here?" Our adventure was on Saturday and today is Tuesday my friend. You've been fading in and out of it for three days." Oso looked at Dillon for about five seconds, his face grew more. Itwas as hopeless as me trying to beat Usain Bolt in the 100 Meter dash.Finally she took pity on me. Without uttering a word, without making mefeel even worse than I already did she got up. I didn't know what wasgoing to happen but she motioned for me to stay put."Get on all fours," she finally said and pushed me from a sitting positioninto the forward position.She touched me lightly, my legs, my butt, she rubbed slowly up and down. Ishivered and felt like an object being checked out. Then she. I examined how his sack, which was saggy and wrinkly, connected to the smooth hard dick in my hand. I noted the little helmet shape of the tip, which was even softer than the rest of him. He hadn’t shaved like I had, I wasn’t sure how to feel about that.I pushed him against my little sister’s bed and inched my way closer to him, once in a comfortable position I began stroking him slowly. His deep moans made me smile, I loved being able to please him, to think I was doing it right. I had never. She was vaguely aware of a liquid dripping onto her stomach and looked down to see his nose dripping blood from where she had hit him. He had grabbed the sheet, trying to stem the flow. A small look of triumph crossed her face. She had made him bleed. Never mind that she was tied to the bed, she had made her atatcker bleed. If the gag wasn’t stopping her mouth, she would have laughed. He turned to her and saw the look in her eyes. His own started to blaze with the fires of fury. He moved back.