"I would hate to lose you but my hands are tied in thematter. It is either the bra or Demented." May I have some time to take my son home?" I asked."I...have no one to take your place. Have him take a taxi."When I walked out the door I told Dean what I wanted him todo. "I want you to go home and wait for your father and meto get home. We have an appointment and won?t be home untilafter six. I don't want you to leave the house until we gethome." I left him there waiting for his taxi.---I was just. “That’s a good, boy,” my sister whispers in my ear, “suck it well, and swallow every drop. Once you’re done, you and I are going to have a little chat,” her last word emphasized with a final thrust of her hand pushing the cock as far as it’ll go in my mouth, I gag a little and Chad groans. “He seems to like that,” I think to myself, as I try to mimic what I had just done and take him as deeply as I can. Brenda sits down next to Chad, and watches me intently, a little smile curled on her lips,. At the halfway point, she gave the fat shaft a gentle squeeze."Woooaaahh," she said slowly, genuinely wide-eyed.Tristan carefully assessed her reaction, for this was the moment when most women blanched at the idea of continuing much further; such was the degree of nervousness and fear that invariably followed a closer, more firsthand inspection of his expanded endowment. His albeit limited sexual experience had taught him that a woman's eyes were almost always bigger than her pussy at the. Every ten minutes or so, a bell would sound and the aged gentleman would pick a ball from the bag and call it out. I was number 31, and only me as well as a middle aged man with no teeth were left. I had seen all 29 men go, many needing the services of one of the two naked fluffers who were in the room.I was dressed in the ceremonial army uniform of the islanders, which was even more exposing than my usual pirate clothing. A long bright red tunic that reached mid-thigh was worn with a red thin.