Without the suit, this fellow would have resembled aburly, muscular head of a motorcycle gang."Heh heh, we sure put a number over on those legal boys,...didn't we?" asecond member of the group said. This one was short and overweight, withno hair whatsoever on his head. He wore a bowler and a white tux withcummerbund, smoked a cigar, and attached three jewel-coated rings on eachof his fingers. The sartorial image was completed with two black Italianloafers, complete with metal tips."Sure thing,. Probably the most beautiful I've ever beenhe saw I pinched her a couple of times and gently bit her a couple of times, just to prepare her for the metal clips that were part of the bdsm set I brought. When I put the first one on, she squirmed and jerked with her, I reacted and tightened her again against the vankus. Shut up you bitch! Apparently, it calmed her down because she slowed her breathing and just hummed softly in agreement. Legs spread, bare breasts with studs and covered eyes, I took. I started moving up and down his cock, simulating the feeling he would be getting if he was actually fucking a pussy. He started responding by pushing his hips toward me with each downward stroke. I found I could take at least about four, maybe five inches into my mouth rather comfortably, which was most of his cock. I figured he had about six inches of hardness.When he started to quicken his thrusting I became concerned about him cumming, so I pulled off him completely and said, "I don't want. He didn't correct me. Now I have told the only person I still consider family. He didn't correct me."For the first time in hours Susan smiled."Guess that does it then," she said. "Welcome to the family, Uncle Jacob."Then in an wholly uncharacteristic move Susan strode across the floor and gave Jacob a hug and a small kiss on the lips.Jacob stood like a statue waiting for one or the other to speak. He would have spoken but there were no words that came to his mind."Jacob, we're in Oklahoma. In.