Would you mind if I ask you a blunt question... ?"Not at all, Go right ahead; ask away," she said with a smile."In front, you're all smiles but, in th... mean time, you given me two rabbit punches that nearly tore my head off. Why don't you stop beating around the bush and tell me what you want."Jennifer became serious. "Fine ... have it your way. There are two things I want. First, I want you to delete those pictures you have of your sister. If I hear that you have tried to blackmail your sister. I kept looking at the clock and trying to will nine o'clock to hurry up and arrive. By the time it did I was ready to pull Don up onto the turntable and do him in front of God and everybody. Don helped me down off the turntable and smiled at me."Hell of a show you put on sweetie. You had every hard dick in the house at our display at one time or another. It was all I could do to keep from coming up there and taking you on the back seat." You should have; I was ready." Hopefully you still are.". Of more serious concern was his unfortunate wards bestowed on him at an early age and both much in need of domestic discipline to correct their capricious nature of flighty feminine fancies that confirmed they were creatures of common roots and not cured of their sensitivity to showing him respect and obedience for putting a roof over their pretty heads and pampering them beyond simple rural necessities of life. The two girls were as dissimilar as night and day or darkness and light and their. Ryan looked on, tilting his head slightly, raising an eyebrow as his eyes feasted on her performance. Her hips gyrated in time with the motion of her fingers as she succumbed to the wave of pleasure that swept over her body. As she came, she exhaled sharply, trying to retain some composure but failed as a huge moan left her lungs. “Good girl,” Ryan told her, encouraging her to continue. “I want another. This time, you'll bend over the desk and face the wall.” She nodded. Her head was in a spin.