He said he would. They’ll be there. The twins too if I have it right,” said Claire.“Okay, good,” said.We were not the only vets to be feted on...the show. Cable-9 was noted for its recognition of veteran groups especially wounded vets like us.Claire wheeled me into the ready room. Women were powdering a face here and there to reduce glare as we were told. Then it was time for the show. Claire was my caretaker for the next forty-five minutes. She wheeled me out on the stage I was looking around. She said apparently you like them. I stuttered something like oh yes I do. I told her that it was extremely distracting driving looking at her gorgeous body. She suggested that I pull over to get a better look. I found a nice desolate spot on the beach road and pulled over. She then asked if I would like to touch them. Of course I stammered, I caressed those beautiful tits and slipped my hand down her shorts into her now wet pussy. While sucking her tits and fingering her hole, she was. I struggled to get loose but couldn't break my dad's hold on me. "William sit in that chair and let's see how bad your hurt," Dad ordered. Believe me when Dad uses that tone of voice you had better listen."Let him up Dad, I haven't ever started to beat on him. Let the asshole go!" Hush Jazz. Settle down. You broke his nose, isn't that enough?" Dad asked me. I shook my head no, that I wanted more."What the hell Shelley? Isn't one O'Connor enough for you? Are you going after my father next?" I. Jakes tongue, hard,pressing, opening, his lips rough, his beard hard, all thrusting,taking, owning, and there was a deep desire there as well, his yes, buthe felt Jake's too, and yes there was a smile, a shade, evidenced in thekiss, pulling them tighter together. Tucks eyes closed again, but thistime they might never reopen."Oh so much better, now that was a lovely welcome." Mr. Getty saidapproving the warm welcome and passionate kiss."Oh Jake," Mrs. Getty said, "You are a dear and you have.