Fucking helllllll,swallow me nasty fuckin' loada junk,oh fuckin' yesssssssss"I could hear Ginger puffing and huffing and right then the bastard aimed ...his rigid boy-knob at me face and lets rip with his own greasy load,coating me face in his k**dy-muck.And at the same time I felt me own painfully rigid knob belch a hefty load of spunk in my shorts.Damn it,the sound of feet crunching on the ground outside the lavs had the old perv' whip his slimey cock out of my mouth and hisses,"Get the fuck up. Soon I was like a bitch in heat. Nikki's satin panty girdle, complete with underwired bra, had 12 garters that I lovingly fastened to smooth silk stockings. I had just laced up a tight-fitting pair of thigh boots and put on my favorite black wig that fell below my waist, when I realized I was caught."When Karen told me about your hidden desires, I had no idea how very sexy my best friend's father could look - until now," said Nikki in a smoky voice. "You are pretty sexy, dad," Karen said,. Was her best friend seriously suggesting they fool around...with her little brother? She had never even thought about him that way; to her, he was just the dumb boy the next door over. But she couldn't hide from herself the fact the damp spot in her undies was growing."Are you serious?" is all she could muster for a reply to this craziness, trying to convince herself she was disgusted by the suggestion, but failing miserably."I mean...why not? We're all alone, you clearly want to see a naked. The only time that mistaken association was a problem, was when someone felt that they should have bulled their way through some hopeless situation, when they had followed the nature of a stag. It often led to guilt about what they should have done. In the next crisis, they would try to act like a bull when acting like a stag would have been appropriate."Like us?"Hammond answered, "Yes. There actually are a lot of people just like us, out there." What effect do we have on the sheep?" Carl.