Philip kept stroking his hardon up and down and found himself just getting hornier and hornier. What could he do?Philip keyed his interoffice intercom...and asked his secretary, Beverly, to come in for a moment. Beverly was a few years older than Philip but he'd noticed for some time that she really kept herself in good shape and he'd also noticed that she nearly always picked clothes to wear to work that showed off her shapely figure to its best advantage. He often fantasized about having sex. "Who?" she asked, looking around to see who was missing."I don't know," I said, "didn't get her name."She looked at me for a long time then laughed."You're kidding right," she said and moved off.It was very late before everybody had gone and the mess was cleared away."We're off to bed now," said my mum, "no point getting up too early."Our parents had converted the attic of our single story house into rooms for my sister and myself. Two bedrooms with a bathroom in between that we shared. I just. I was very excited. She went inside kitchen to prepare tea for us, I also went inside pretending helping her and staring at her sexy figure. Suddenly I hugged her from behind pressing my thick cock on her sexy ass, she was not responding trying to go away saying this is not good and all but I made her horny by smooching her lips forcefully n pressing her big boobs. Her sweaty and hairy underarms were making me go crazy; slowly she started enjoying it. I took this advantage brought her to hall. I’ll tell her to cut in next time. So, what do you want?”“I want something done about that crazy old Indian, that shriveled-up runt, that Siwash, you called him, that old man, Purdy Kendricks. I tried to talk to him and he wouldn’t let me in his yard! The rude little bastard!”“Yes, that sounds like Purdy Kendricks, alright,” Bruce Parker answered. “He has few friends and no associates. He’s never been married. He’s always lived alone and he hasn’t been known to socialize at all. He’s a loner..