”“Seriously, sis? After you snuck into the bathroom and watched me jerk off in the shower, then had to come in here to rub one out….you’re goi...g to yell at me about ‘getting out’?” He laughed and added, “I don’t think so.”He walked over to where I sat on the bed, dropping his towel along the way, leaving his big dick swinging between his legs, banging against his thighs as he approached me. I noticed it was almost hard again, which made me smile because all of my boyfriends were the same. I had just pulled into the parking lot next to where the tennis courts were. I was waiting for a friend to stop by so that we could play tennis. I remember looking up and seeing Kristen approaching me. At first I didn't know if it was her, sure enough though, it was. Two years definitely had changed Kristen, her braces were gone, and her breasts had developed nicely. After some small talk, I asked her out and she said yes.That's how it all started...Kristen and I dated a lot during the summer. Shaped more like a cylinder, it had only the slightest of tapers at its base, to allow for maximum stretching of the slut’s hole once it was fully inserted. Clement shoved it home, and stood up to stretch his aching back – he had been working the sow’s pussy now for a full hour, and he was tired.?Leave ‘er there to stretch out some son? he suggested. ?Let’s g get us something to eat – we’re gonna need our strength for the next bit anyway. Just chain ‘er up and make sure that she can’t get. She comes to my apartment sometimes when she’s drunk. Which is a lot. We aren’t friends, and she’s useless. Even when she was sober, she made Jason look like Superman. She’s not going to do us any good, Alfred. If I need help, it won’t be coming from her.”“I defer to your expertise, Ms. Gordon. Master Bruce already made certain that your scholarship is through the Wayne Foundation due to scholastic merits. That gives Barbara Gordon cover for being here at the house and at the office. That will.