What sense does that make? I want to be the only one between her legs, but do I even think she should have sex with Dad? I don't know, but shit, this ...ucks. Why did I even have sex with Lil? If I never did that, none of this would have happened,' I thought before I glanced back at them. 'Crap, now you are between Lil's legs, eating her twat like it is a fucking all-you-can-buffet, Mom. I want to do that to be my pussy, not her's.'Despite the tears, and horrible feelings inside me, I still. The boys were naked, with their hands tied behind them and veryfrightened.One of the Australians muttered, "Mostly Vietnamese, by the looks of'em, Cap'n."Gabrielleson nodded and closely examining the boy's from a distance heasked the 'greeter', "Where are these boys from?"A deep, rasping voice replied from the entry, "Very good gentlemen.They are booty from my latest expedition to the east." It was Mr. Bighimself. The war-lord liked to refer to himself as 'Mr. Big' althoughhe was barely five. They found a table and sat to wait for a server. It was a homey Italian restaurant they both knew and liked.“What’s up, Louise? To what do I owe this pleasure?”“Well, it’s good to see you, Bill, and it’s as much for that pleasure as anything else. Business good?”“Very good. As a consulting engineer in a solo practice, when things get very good, they get very busy. But I’m not complaining. Sorry I couldn’t talk on the phone this morning. Anyway, it’s nicer to see you in person.”Louise Wilson was. At an scheduled place where no vehicle movement was there I asked her to sit in the driving seat. I sat next to her almost touching her, as it was single seat of Ambassador. Slowly she started to drive and I frequently touched her breast to change gears and rubbed my legs to apply clutch and braked. This went on for an hour or so. In the meanwhile I was getting aroused and I could feel her labored breathing. During this exercise my cock was up 180 degree and was quite visible as I was wearing.