.. she decided. It wasn't a penis, and it wasn't a prick. It was a dick, because it was on Uncle Dick. She remembered his thick finger in her pussy, a...nd stared at the big blunt head, that was impossibly too large to fit in a pussy, even though she knew that's where it had been when her best friend had been concieved. She could see, intuitively, that, once the head was past her pussy lips, they'd close down tightly around that thinner neck. It didn't occur to her that she was thinking about. Please do come in." The old man beckoned John inside and closed the door behind him. "My name is Martin Woodsworth. Feel free to call me Mr. Woodsworth. I am the head butler around here. You arrived sooner than we had anticipated. Mr. Johnson is slightly preoccupied at the moment, but he shouldn't be for long." He raised his wrist to his mouth. Upon it was some sort of black wristband hidden just beneath the cuff of his suit. He pressed his thumb against the black band and spoke. "Mr. Johnson,. “This is her first time,” Brian said loudly, “so take it slowly fellas.”“Wow! A dogging virgin,” Brendan said, “and what a gorgeous specimen, such a cute little pussy, l do love them shaved.”Jane couldn’t separate the feeling of terror and the feeling of excitement as his had left her breast, tracing down over her tummy, going directly to her cunt, his fingers gently parting her labia and locating her clitoris. She let out another hiss as his fingers rotated her clitoris.“Would you like to see. Aocles sat down in despair. He was dead. Most certainly. How else could you explain his problem. He could see in the dark, he weighed virtually nothing, and his heart wasn't beating. Despair and guilt took another slash at him. Mom, Dad, I'll never see you again. Damn air force can't even send out a rescue party. Gods damn them. Unfortunately the air force had sent out a SAR team. They found the downed planes and two bodies. One was identifiable as his wing mate but the other was burned almost.