” Mike ordered.I did as I was told, I laid on my back, Mike grabbed a pillow and folded it in half, pushing my legs up and pushing it under my lowe...r back. Now I was propped up, dreading what was to follow. “Shelia give me your panties bitch, I can’t keep looking down at this tiny white cock while I plow him, you gonna wear bitch panties to hide that little dick boy.” I didn’t even protest, Shelia lowered the panties down my legs and the fabric over my limp cock. Mike came up to the edge of. Conditioned by Jake's hasty exits, I prepare to make one of my own."And where do you think you're going?" I hear Robert boom for the second time that morning.The question makes my heart skip with relief. Does he miss me already?"My room. I'd like to grab a shower and some more of those fabulous clothes to which you've treated me."Robert glances about the portrait-studded walls where the voyeuristic muses have reassumed demure stillness. "This is your room," he corrects."Really?" I manage. ” “My pleasure. We just had to run up here quick after the ceremony and now we’re headed to meet everyone at your dinner,” says Rick. Wait…we? My heart stops. Who’s the other person in the we? Kyle picks up on this too, but he comes right out and asks. “We, huh? Who are you here with, Uncle Rick?” “Leslie,” says Rick. “She wanted to come see you too. She has known you since you were a baby, after all.” That surprises me. Rick’s ex-wife left him, and from what I understood, it ended badly. That. I just hope she remembers to get a rubber from inside my truck and put on my cock, before she fucks me too much longer.I was just about to say something to her about it, when she raised up, letting my cock pop from her pussy. I laughed and reached back to give that last grease fitting two more good pumps.I had just gotten the grease gun locked onto the fitting and squeezed the pump handle when I felt her sit back on my cock again. With my hands straining to reach the fitting and make it take.