Baxter had only met him once. He dressed in western garb and had an accent that Baxter guessed was Texan. He had paid cash in advance and made it clea... that he expected some rather quick results. The results he wanted were to have my ass in a crack so tight I could never wiggle out. He never gave a reason for it.The other interesting piece of information was that he wanted Baxter to get the same goods on Bill Vance. Bill had grown up on the farm next to my parents' property. He was a few years. Kayla’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped when she saw my half-hard cock reaching out toward her. She touched it as if testing for an illusion, looking more surprised still when it didn’t vanish.“Wait,” I said. “We should go to your room. We don’t want to mess this one up.” Kayla agreed, and we worked in tandem to return all of the out-of-place items in this room to where they belonged. Then we absconded with our clothes down the hall to the girls’ bedroom. Kayla sat down on the edge of her bed,. "He wagged his slowly deflating member back and forth across my face and outstretched tongue, smearing the cum into my beard. Stepping back, he reached down and pulled his jeans back up from around his ankles, tucking his monster cock back in."Good job faggot," he chuckled. "We will definitely be doing that again. And maybe next time I'll breed your other hole, you little bitch. I'll make your clit leak and explode when I pound your manpussy."With that, he reached up and punched the garage door. Christine wiggled her bottom again in an attempt to get cozier. In the process, her soft naked ass rubbed against my cock. She leaned back and I felt her soft skin on my chest. It was so wrong, yet so arousing. The softness of her naked body was the most arousing thing I had felt in a very long time.The feeling of her bare ass against my cock had finally reached its limit. I tried to think of college final exams to get rid of my imminent erection, but it was impossible. My sister's sexy body.