I undressed and examined my body in the long mirror again, feeling my boobs and admiring my long thick legs as well as my firm buttocks (or arse) whic... seemed to be a source of much pleasure in the letters that I'd read earlier. I then put the borrowed LP on my record player and lay back on my bed. My whole body was glowing as I read and re-read the letters, stories and the I Confess section as well as pouring over the pictures of the sexy models and even the 'Readers Wives' section. I was. " I took her blouse and bra off and started to kiss, lick her face and neck and fondle her breasts and rub her nipples. "Then, I pointed out that when she had sex with Craig he was twenty-eight, had already married and had divorced his wife. That her mother-son sex with Craig wouldn't matter that much to Craig psychologically. But you Jason has not yet married and is only nineteen. I wouldn't want to mess things up for you?" I rubbed her tummy and pushed my hands into her crotch and started. And then, "I am in a very bad situation." The remnants of his fight were lingering now, slipping, slipping.The wall at the rear of the stage had two wheels, like on wheel of fortune or something. Over the one on the left, it said MINOR in silver letters. The wheel had three spaced sections. Goddess Choice, Mistress Choice and sissy choice. The other wheel had two sections. The majority of it said Goddess Choice and a small section said sissy choice. On a raised balcony, off to the right, John. “I said do it!” he seethed.My sister’s words were muffled through her crying. “Fine, I’ll do it, just give me a minute.”As the stranger removed the gun from the back of my sister’s head she slowly opened her mouth and took my cock inside. I closed my eyes and couldn’t help but let out a small moan as I felt the warmth of her mouth on my now, quickly growing shaft. When I opened my eyes I could see the stranger with his phone out again, presumably taking a movie.“There now, isn’t that better”.