"Mr. Brodie, if you will allow me," Fife said softly, "I wanted to get out to Rosslyn to see you personally on this, but things are going crazy around... here with all that is happening today. I just wanted to call to tell you that Lana's..." and that is as far as he got before I began yelling into the phone."Is she all right? Has she been harmed? If you have allowed anything to happen to my wife, I swear that I will..." I had to pause for a split second to stifle a sob that was working its way. Turn!" Licking his lips he admired the boy's perfect round bubble ass, the type of ass only a man can truly appreciate. "Now where have you been hiding that beautiful arse?"Ian turned his back to Mike, "Mmmm, now that's a nice little arse boy." His rough large hands squeezed each of his cheeks making Ian wriggle. Mike laughed loudly, "You even wiggle it like a sissy bitch." Ian felt so ashamed and his bastard cock was rock hard again."Get over my knee now!" Mike patted his knee. Ian moved. Now I gathered some courage and try to hit her.I: it will be better if I can get some of it.P: ha ha ha nice joke broI: no really yar when you were doing I was so horny sis. You remember once you kissed me ?P: yes bro sorry it was my mistake I was carried away.I: don’t be sorry. Pleasure is all mine !P: ohhh really my bro enjoyed my kiss?I: whom would not? Even from this much hot girl?P: hhmmmmmmmmmI: sisP: what?I: I am getting hornyP: hmm so what?I: don’t you feel the same?P: hmm but what can. She was right on the edge of her seat, so he moved himself closer as well. It was like he had known her for years, not days. And all he could think of was kissing her. Kissing her and holding her. Just make sure she lives. He nearly panicked, but then relaxed. It wasn’t The Voice, it was him. His mind went blank as the physical took over. Her hands were small and soft, but they were enough for him. More than enough. They felt cool on the back of his neck, but he knew he’d want them everywhere..