Big bully here made me finish putting my computer together and test it but that only took an hour or so. It worked but even with the upgrades it's sti...ll slow compared with his." I told Stephen he could contact our IT department and get a decent one." Howard interrupted."Yes, but he wanted me to have hands on experience of what goes on inside the case so he made me strip an old Pentium II down and rebuild it. Sometimes he can be really mean." She was laughing as she said it and then went on,. "Tell me whose pussy this is," he demanded. "Is it your boyfriend's?" No, no, it isn't," Monica gasped."Then whose is it?" Ron asked again."Oh god, it's yours, you own it, I'll do anything you want, but fuck me more," the redhead replied, grabbing Ron's ass and trying to force him back in her.Ron willingly obliged, pumping into Monica as hard and fast as he judged she could take. She gasped in pleasure as yet another orgasm seized her and shook her, and she rode the wave as it crashed in on. “You just want to use me.”“The thought had crossed my mind,” I admitted with a smile. I kissed the top of her head again, groped her panties, such a succulent mound, and added, “Don’t you care about your father’s pain?”Sia laughed. “You’re definitely a pain, Dad. A pain in the ass!”Ass. Hmmm. I wonder... Sia grabbed my wrist and tugged my fondling hand out of her jeans. She twisted around, beautiful eyes shining, the waist of her jeans open enough to reveal the top of soft, white, ribbed cotton. "Keep sucking, my little whore of a niece." He snarled. I did as I was told.As I sucked, my lips growing numb and the tip of his cock touching the back of my throat with every thrust I felt Uncle Don kneel on the ground behind me. His hands ran over the skin of my waist and then slowly lifted up my shirt, exposing my bra. He left the shirt around my neck and unsnapped the bra, sliding it off my shoulders. It fell to the floor, and my already hard nipples puckered at the cool air hitting them as.