Mr. Baldwin here has very graciously offered to help me out. I have therefore accepted his payment for your lifetime services." "Dad?" Hear me out, ...on. I, of course, could never allow you to be enslaved and sold at auction. It was only because of Mr. Baldwin's kind offer to keep you on his property that I could see my self engaging in this course of action. We both owe Mr. Baldwin a sincere show of gratitude for what he has done to help us both out." DAD!" Christopher seemed to be having. . it was so big. I imagined what it would be like to have a cock that big. I felt an erection in my pants. From thinking about Bruce's dick. Then I felt shamed and guilty that I was thinking about it, but my erection didn't go down. The more I tried not to think about it, the harder I got. The up and down motion of my legs as I rode my bike was making it worse. Up and down. Rubbing my erection trapped in my jeans. Trying not to think about Bruce. His big penis.Up and down.. my thighs rubbing my. ’ He shook his head. Maybe before the insurgents’ raid, he could have been considered handsome. Not now. ‘Have you far to go?’ ‘A few miles.’ ‘Walking?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘But, it’s pouring!’ She’d heard him on the phone. Seen him slump and accept his sodden fate, had given a sympathetic smile. ‘I was in the Army, it’s not far.’ ‘But with your leg…’ she trailed off. ‘Legs.’ The prosthetics clunked when he tapped them with his hated stick. ‘They’ll be fine.’ They weren’t fine – the fit of one cup wasn’t. I smiled as I realized I was turning my sister on by just playing with her breasts!I moved my mouth over to her other succulent mound and licked all over her other nipple as I mauled her other tit. She was running her fingers through my hair and pressing my head further onto her breast. Then she pushed me off and stood me up, slid down off of the bed onto her knees and yanked my pants and boxers down in one quick movement."Time for some pay back!" She said as she looked up into my eyes and.