A stunned and terrified Louis Hatch tried to cover up, but the man just laughed now.“Papa, you don’t have to worry. I’m not going to rape my own...father. I don’t swing that way, though from what I can tell, you do. I will not judge you for that, nor will the Gods. You are what mortals call bisexual. There is nothing wrong with that. Look, I am not out for your blood, but I do want to know ... did you know that my mother was pregnant with me when she aborted me?” the stranger asked him.“Who are. He started running laps around the slide - up the steps, down to the ground and around again - while the rest of us completed the tour.I wasn't going to show them my dark room where I developed photos and edited videos because there were several hundred photos of women in various stages of undress hanging on the drying lines. It was the one place in the whole floor that was completely enclosed to keep the room dark. I had covered the walls of the area just outside the darkroom with poster-sized. He was looking straight at me as he stroked his cock, that seemed even bigger up close. He was average build, balding, wore thick glasses and was making me very horny. His cock was very fat with a big long head and hairy low hanging balls but best of all, his fat cock must of been at least 9 or 10 inch’s long and had a nice downward curve. I had never done it but I imagined that his cock would be perfect for sucking because it curved the same way a throat does. I started rubbing my brother’s. I went in the walk-in soon she went and locked the bath door. To my surprise she did not disrobe immediately but called somebody on the cell. After some time on cell she removed her pants and roamed around in the top which was a great site. I was enjoying it. She then unbuttoned the front and just let it slip. Even without a bra her tits were pert and upturned. The light brown aureoles must have been about a couple of inches in dia. The nipples were small, about half an inch. Barely rising.