I find his boyish charm very titillating. He looks around the room nervously trying to determine why he can’t keep focused on his newspaper. I chuck...e to myself as I have lusty thoughts about what I would do to him if I ever had him alone. Maybe this is why I came here. Maybe I needed to go somewhere to find all the lustful thoughts that had been long forgotten. I finish my coffee and leave for the beach. A lovely swim and my lustful thoughts and the warm sun make me feel tingly all over. As I. Her small hand encircled its thickness. She kissed the head and licked the shaft. “Oh yes, I do know this cock. You were the boy in the shed!” She started to laugh. “Your sister gave you a blowjob.” Man, I could have died. I was horrified that she had found out; yet my staff was still hard and proud. “You can never let her know, Kat. I thought that it was you,” I lied. She stroked my hard cock and smiled at me. “I won't tell but you owe me.” She continued to slowly stroke my length, bending. ‘You don’t try to prove the Taj Mahal or Lake Louise in the moonlight. They are there. That’s the beginning and the end. Each is an entity with its own appeal and compulsion. So it is with our fantasy.’ ‘And I suppose your parents approved these small pleasantries.’ ‘We had to keep it under cover as we grew older. Awful bind actually. But they died in an accident not too long ago and left us quite a lot of money. That’s when we decided to buy The Island.’ ‘Seems to me you have your heat’s. Then you get up there and poop for us right now.”“B-but what if I can’t?” I asked.“Oh, I’m sure with a little persuasion you’ll be able to do it,”“Yeah,” said Jimmy with a big grin. “We’ll just keep shoving one thing or another up your ass hole until you poop.”I must have turned as red as a beet but I knew there was no way out and I had to do what they said.“And no farting,” said nine-year-old Billy. “Every time you fart you get ten whacks with the thong.”“Now Debbie darling,” said Mom,.