.. but he promised!” he started in fear.“He promised what?” I demanded.“He promised to take care of us,” he replied in desperation.“The ch...ef magistrate won’t even be able to take care of himself after today,” I told him.He spilled the whole story after that. It seems that the chief magistrate thought that if he had Rebeca, he could bargain his way out of the trouble he was in. The second prisoner confirmed the story. The Guard Commander immediately fired both of them.By the time we returned to. I imagined what she would look like completely nude standing in front of me. Our brother sister relationship was all blown to hell, but I had to pretend it didn’t. The next day we met as usual. All seemed normal. Our parents were away at the same time, so we went to my house to watch TV. I wanted to suggest we watch porno, but restrained myself. We sat next to each other on the couch and watched Titanic. My penis was semi-erect in my shorts which were tight. I knew if I got stiff she would. For about the fourth time I shoved my totally dry hands under the warm air dryer and activated the automatic mechanism. The door opened, I held my breath - and the waiter came in.Now, I am dreadfully shy in these situations. I have been known to spend hours and hours in a busy gay bar, surrounded by dozens of attractive young men, and not say a word to any of them. I depend very much on someone else starting the conversation. On this occasion the waiter remained silent and I desperately. As his cock slipped from her ass his cum followed, it bubbled and popped out, but when Claire relaxed a long stream flowed freely from her ass and down along her pussy, only to be greeted by her fingers which caught the flow and she rubbed it into her gaping pussy. As my camera panned away from the scene I caught the cyclist as he knelt beside the girls, his cock in hand he knelt over Dee and was pointing his cock at Claire’s face and Dee’s pussy. Dee opened her eyes and looked towards him. Her.