“What’s the pillow for? You got hemorrhoids or something?” and he laughed a deep laugh. “No, it isn’t hemorrhoids, not that it is any of you...r business,” I said. “Well, if it isn’t hemorrhoids, why do you need a pillow, hunh?” He had stood up and had walked over to my desk. He flicked open the laptop screen. On the screen was the last picture I had been reviewing. It was a photograph of a woman with her head on the floor under a chair. A man’s legs are seen straddling her and the woman’s ass is. “Excellent.” I said, pulling both women into me in a soft hug. “I’ll go pour us all a glass.”I somewhat regretfully slipped out from between Linda and Emily, heading towards the kitchen. I glanced back as I went, and saw Linda take my place at Emily’s side. She stepped in close to the girl and linked arms with her; pressing her ample breasts firmly into her arm. Emily was quite a bit taller than my wife, so she had the enviable vantage point of looking down Linda’s top and to the soft valley of. I couldn't believe that it was working. She next brings my boxers to her nose and starts to sniff the crotch. I could tell she was enjoying it. She jumped onto the bed and pulled her hand to her crotch. Still sniffing my boxers she started to rub the robe against her privates. By now I had pulled my erect dick out of my trousers and slowly rubbed it back and forth as I watched my sister masturbating over me. She was now really getting into it. She pulled the robe away from her waste exposing. "But how do I know you are the people to listen to? What if you are the ones robbing the banks? Then I'd be acting on false information. I don't know what to do." Hiram said sounding anxious."HIRAM! Listen to me, nothing I can say will convince you that I'm on the good side, but there is something that might, please listen to my conversation on this phone." Sir Timothy said picking up a handset. He dialled a number. "Technical section? This is Sir Timothy, please verify my identity..." He.