"You know I always thought you could do much better then her." She said unzipping and removing her jaket, so that she whore only a tight T-shirt, her ...ipples straining to get out of the confining top made it obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Bobby's mouth dropped as he saw this and Kitty noticed the bulge in his pants grow, and she smiled slightly."What, who do you mean?" He asked his eyes clued to her perky tits."well you know I've always kind of liked you." Really, I'v always liked you. . streeetch... Oooh.OK, that's it! Marking with her thumbnail, she slowly pulled it out, to measure it. Wow. 13 inches. Who would have guessed? She clevised the rod in place and rotated the head, measuring and adjusting until she was happy.Sitting on the floor in sweats, Kelly looked over her work. This thing was powerful. That was a twenty amp 3-phase motor! This thing could really hurt her in a place that... Lubrication. Damn. She forgot about lube!The timer could go to 2 hours... what a. Outside, I could protect my Mother and my Sister Kelly, but only if they acted like they were my slaves, my property. This would ensure that no other men raped them in the street, which would DEFINITELY happen if they went out alone and unguarded. This way, we could still act like a healthy family at home. However, the condition for not touching my Sister Kelly was that my Mother would have to service me twice a day, willingly. Outside the bedroom, it would be family as usual. She'd eventually. Denise climbed up the stairs where Dale was waiting for her. He was wearing a robe. The front of the robe was tented with his erection. She stared at it wondering how he was managing to control his desires. In answer to her unspoken question, Dale said, "Discipline. No matter how strong the need, the only way to truly get it satisfied is with disciplined action. I don't want to destroy what I've built over the past few months by acting without control."Staring at him, Denise realized that he.