If they look up or down my shirt they can see my bare tits and hard pink nipples. It gets me going at a slow boil to see them drooling or with a throb...ing boner all day. I just smile and go home to my Gene and get well and truly screwed by my man.When I was twenty-three, we got some of Gene’s sperm out of cold storage and they used the proverbial turkey baster to get his wigglers to the gates of my womb. I wished it was my daddy’s cock pounding against my cervix, but we didn’t have any choice.. Along the other wall was a trough filled with something that smelled like dog food. "Yuck," Nancy muttered quietly.Nancy struggled to sit on the straw-covered concrete floor without falling, rolled onto her stomach, and quickly fell to sleep.Nancy was awakened early the next morning by a bright light coming from the open door to her cell. Joe walked in and sprayed that antiseptic on her ass again, causing her to let out another scream.Nancy was drained from being slapped and shocked, so she. We're also looking for someone to look after your Aunt and Cousin. Would you rather work for them?" No! I don't like them. We've never had much to do with them. They were my dad's relatives. No offense to you, Kenny." None taken. I don't know them either, except for Sister Clara, and she was nice to me." Donna is okay, but Clara left for the convent when I was around eight years old. I see Donna in town sometimes, and we always say hi to each other. How old is your uncle, Kenny?" He's forty. As I looked back, realisation dawning, her dressing gown conveniently fell open right on cue. I held myself a little better than my friends, who stood staring as her dress barely contained her. It was a loose affair, a drape more than a dress and she was barely inside it. I met her eyes, a smile at her lips, and I shook her hand. The others sparked into life and eventually greeted her. The effect she had on them, immediately, was obvious. “Are you lads having fun tonight?” There was an air to.