”Rebecca laughed at that. “You’re so helpful and kind!”“That’s me, Jack Culverin, helpful and kind. Listen, if you want to get out of jail..., the first thing you should do is apologize to your aunt and uncle. That will at least get you out of solitary and into general population. After that you can work your way up to parole and then freedom.”Rebecca nodded, and added, “And apologize to you. Mom said I needed to say sorry to you, too. I shouldn’t have been so rude.”Jack smiled and got out plates. She took his face in her hands and kissed him soundly, running her tongue, inside is mouth exploring, moaning. He didn’t think he had run into any woman like his sister, she was one hot woman.Then he slowly rises from his sister’s pussy, his cock making a sucking sound when he pulled it out, some of his seaman still running from the end of cock.It still looks large to his sister when it was soft, the head looked as large as a tennis ball, swinging around when he walked. It must be ten inches. "Me too!" Janice added, repeating the same procedure with the other one. "Eve!" she called out. "Kristen, Zoe! Come help!"The final three girls joined in and, in a coordinated effort, I was pushed backwards, all of them lowering me down to the mattresses and comforters.Two girls reached out to unbutton my shirt, while two more pulled at the legs of my pants, slipping them easily down my legs and off."Briefs! I told you he wore briefs!" Kristen said."You stop this right now!" I shouted, trying. "(Serial number?) "ZU-35117, ZU-35118, Fuselage numbers are ZU-117 and ZU-118."(What kind of numbers are those?) "US ARMY AIR FORCE."(When were they issued?) "1945."(Ok ... we're not getting anywhere ... let's try this. Date of first flight?) "April 1945"(Where?) "Lock Haven."(Where?) "Piper factory ... test flight" Oh ... This might help." I read from the log,"Successful test flight. 4/45 AK Johns." Bill submitted, April 1945. Ledger 39 pg. 77 Millie Smith, Accounting." Aircraft disassembled.