It hit me in the gut with a feeling that I didn’t much like and I did my best to pretend I didn’t have a care in the world.It was the look he usua...ly had when he was about to arrest somebody or chew out a cop for some bad stuff he did while on the job.My intuition told me to keep my mouth shut at least until I knew which way the wind was blowing. I felt reasonably certain it didn’t have anything to do with me because my Uncle was delighted to use me knowing I didn’t have to play by the rules. Looking straight into her eyes, I mouthed a kiss and slowly closed and opened my eyes once. She returned her gaze to Bill’s cock and moved closer to it. Bill’s hand moved to the back of her head and gently pushed her towards his loins. Linda adjusted her position so that she could use two hands to hold and control Bill’s cock. Even with two hands on his cock, a full one-third of his magnificent erection stood above her hands. She could feel the heat radiating from his manhood and held it. That look breaks into laughing joy – her first real show of exuberance – as she watches for my (I thought) quite stoic, inscrutable non-response. Which, in itself, ultimately gives me away, as she seizes hold of my head, her nails digging hard into the back of it, and plants another feisty, tongue-probing kiss, her love area rubbing mine into a hardening recipient. Softly, and so erogenously, in my right ear, Megan whispers, “Fuuuck, Micheal...I'm sooo fucking wet.” “Megan-” “Micheal, my pussy,. Who knows, he just might send it to me. Are you trying to get rid of your new partner already?” she teased.“Jas...” he began, before cutting himself off.“Jas, what?” she prompted.But he shook his head. “Nothing. Just nothing,” he tried.“Bullshit. Tell me what you were going to say,” she demanded.But he still shook his head. “I’m a prisoner, Jas. I’ll never be anything else.”“We both know that, but we both also know you were going to say something else. So tell me, darnit.”Abruptly, he got up,.