He let them slowly slide down her inner thighs, her legs still spread wide. "Hold still, Mary Bridget," his hand grabbing her thigh flesh hard when sh...e started to move, "I said hold still," his voice firm. "I think you need to be punished more." He stood up, towering over her. "Get up!" He orderedher in a stern tone, watching her jump at his loud voice, nervous now.She got up, his large hand gripping her arm tightly, pulling her over to another chair, this one a little strange. It was a heavy. She and I had not talked since the blowup. However, it was obvious that we both wanted to. When she came out of her room that night she was wearing a pretty blue pleated skirt, white blouse with high heels. The skirt came to mid-thigh, exposing her well-shaped legs. She also had on silk nylons. I wondered if the nylons were pantyhose or thigh-high. I guessed thigh-high. It was a little chilly out so she had a jacket that matched her skirt. She looked very sexy.I was sitting on the sofa when she. It was then just one cock after another filling me with hot cum then the warm dribble down my leg and then the next load of cum. Then my uncle James whispered in my ear that it was his turn as they were saving the best for last. He fucked me gently and I had time to think about what he said.What could they be saving for me not more cocks.By this time my balls were almost bursting and my cock was rock hard. I called my aunt over and asked her to suck me off. She obliged and I felt her soft mouth. Not refusedto pay them really, you know, just sort of sat on them a few weeks toeven out his cash flow a little and now, maybe, just maybe, he might nothave gotten that goddamn, son-of-a-bitch check out to the insurancecompany in time.You know they'll cancel me for sure. They'll never pay, the vultures.They'll let me go down the tubes! Bastards, cheap fucki...Chris collapsedin the chair with an audible sigh of relief. He had paid the premium ontime. In fact, he had the cancelled check.The.