"Oh you've got such a tight little cunt don't you sweetheart? You like that don't you, you little slut? Yeah I know you do. I've seen tramps like you;...you need your twat filled all the time..."Eventually I came all over his hand. He really did know what he was doing. When I was catching my breath I saw that he had his pants open and his free hand was stroking his cock. Mom stopped playing with my tits and gently pushed the back of my shoulders."Go on sweetie and help him out. You know what to. ” She squeezed my balls with a vise-like grip, digging her fingers into my sac and wrapping them tightly around my testicles causing me to double over and my knees to go weak. I placed my hands on her shoulders to keep from collapsing on the floor. My balls hurt so much they felt like they were on fire.“Okay, Fi, I get it. You’ll ruin me if I don’t do what you want. Please, let go of my nuts.”She released her iron-fisted grip on my scrotum and gently supported my balls in her cupped hand. If. I had to hold all three of them and explain what I had been doing while sitting on the boot bench. They went back to what they had been doing when they were satisfied with my report.Mom was on the phone with a grim look on her face. I heard her say "Shirley" a couple of times, which made me wonder if there was something wrong with my brother. The phone in my office rang almost as soon as I had my boots off and was about to get a beer."Hello, this is Mike." Oh Mike, oh Mike, it couldn't be any. We’ve decided to build us a big lodge type home back up on the south end of the lake somewhere, with a good view of the lake.”“I know just the place Murphy, I was back there the other day and thought about calling you. You can hardly see this place from across the lake, but from there, you can see most of the lake and all the way to the restaurant.”“Bobby and our new friend Gabriela are working on the details on their laptops now, when they get them all like they want them, they’ll email them.