"Um, ok. You need a wash cloth or anything? We have some towels inside. I could get you something," she said but glancing downwards at me. Oh shit, i ...hought to myself. My cock was throbbing i had a major hard on and the preacher's wife just saw it. I pretended like nothing was there."No thank you, I'm ok. Just need some quiet time." Your sure? Nothing i can do," she asked innocently. "No, I'm ok. Wait you do look really pretty today though, just thought id tell you. Your lipstick is, well,. Her hands coming to rest unto my biceps, digging her claws into my biceps. During her attack, she'd ruffled her white T-shirt up above her bra. Had it actually been there, the bra, my eyes wouldn't have noticed. It wasn't there. I didn't even know my daughters habit of only sleeping in a T-shirt, and I cursed myself for it. I really didn't pay much attention to her."Will you not scream if I let go?" I managed to removed my hands from her mouth as I sat up on her belly when she nodded. The anger. Tony also went over Mr. Chalk’s reports, the minute details of when the sailmaker had inspected which sail for rot and tear. All this was listed in painstaking detail in poor Chalk’s clear handwriting. The mizzen topsail had indeed been inspected during the evacuation of Moore’s troops from Corunna, and no faults had been detected with it.Tony went over the charts again, even using his magnifying glass, but there was no hint of the submerged rocks in the passage. Gradually, he relaxed, arriving. .. as besides outer beauty, she was a great person, and please don't tell anybody, she was my best friend. I'm babbling, aren't I? Have I mentioned my sister is really hot?She was a cheerleader in college, and two-thirds of my nightly fantasies were about her... actually more like nine-tenths.I know... I know... sick and twisted... but the truth. And again, please don't tell anybody.I mean, she regularly wore pantyhose or thigh highs, the lace tops which I admired on most days when she was.