"With one hand holding Reggie's enormous shaft, she ran her lips up and down it the way he had taught her, while her other hand gently fondled his big... heavy testicles.Yesterday morning, she had tried to kick his testicles in what was her final attempt to escape victimization. But she had suffered crushing defeat in that battle, and today she was a conquered woman rightfully caressing his hefty, sperm-filled gonads for him instead. Residual cum trickled down his shaft and over her hand like. He always told her she was his very favorite niece.When Lori began having boyfriends, Uncle Bob usually looked them up and down and pushed out his chest and made vague statements about how he won the Golden Gloves when he was younger, and he mentioned that he was an ex-marine. Then, he almost always played with a huge survival knife he wore on his belt, or cleaned one of his many pistols or rifles. It was coded man-talk for "Mess with my niece and you mess with me ... and you DON'T want to do. ‘Wha-What?’ She choked on the words. The puppy he had just given her as a graduation present wriggled in her arms, her paws huge and black and desperately trying to win the war against the slippery sleeve she was tugging on with a vengeance. Philip Masons sighed and raked his hand through unkempt hair. Emotions he didn’t dare dwell upon settled uneasily in his stomach. He had to leave, make something of himself so he could finally win her heart. ‘I’m leaving this afternoon,’ he said hoarsely,. The girls were less enthusiastic about this, but dutifully let James go and stayed inside the cell as Belinda closed the door on them, slid the bolt across and closed the viewing grille.“I so sorry,” she giggled to James, “but your cock really is very hard.”“I can’t help it!”Belinda hugged him, although her giggles gave away her obvious enjoyment.“Do you want me to lock you in the cell with them and leave you there?” she breathed, “I wonder if you’d survive.”She unzipped his trousers and took.