It must be bloody awful for her in there. It won't be so bad for me when my turn comes, because I'm so small, but that poor thing must be going throug... the most awful torture. Can't we do something for her?"Joanne was silent for a while."I think we should wait, Annie. If they are bringing any more prisoners over, we should wait until they arrive. If nothing happens after a week, then we move in. Let's spend a nice night together, then I'll go back and send Francesca over. She's got to see the. Maybe she has a question I wondered as I looked to see where she was. I was astonished that it was in fact Lacy in my room and not my sister. She stopped once she saw me and froze as if I couldn’t see her if she didn’t move. She looked to be shivering.“I was just looking for a sweatshirt or something warmer to wear. I couldn’t find anything in your sister’s room and I remember seeing your sweatshirts over here this summer when I came over.”“I don’t know where my mom put them, I think she got. Little strands of saliva and cum connected her mouth with my cock until her tongue slid out to circle her lips and gather in the final remnants of my warm semen.“Good morning Uncle Jeff,” she said as she turned to me with a smile of pride. She leaned her face down and rubbed my cockhead all around her cheeks and lips as she looked at me lovingly. “I’m glad you liked it. I woke up a little while ago and your cock was so hard and beautiful, I just couldn’t resist. I played with it in my hand for. Naked and hard.” She then motioned for me to sit back on the seat and she slid around to kneel between my legs. When I tried to sit up, she put a perfectly manicured fingernail in my chest and pushed me back against the seat. “This first one is on me,” she said. She then leaned over and began swirling her tongue around my head of my cock, her saliva mixing with the pre-cum that was oozing out of the tip. Finally, when I could stand it no longer, she opened her mouth and slowly slid it.