ELEANOR'S POV It was 3 p.m. I have been waiting and expecting them for hours now. “Why are they not back yet?” I thought and called Margaret's number. Many times, yet it was switched off, unavailable. Same with Charles's phone. “What is going on? I hope nothing bad has happened. God please, that's my only sibling, keep my sister safe.” I prayed inwardly and kept dialing the two numbers, hoping they would pick up their phones soon. But it didn't happen. I decided to call my friend, Kate. It didn’t take another ring for the call to be answered. “My husband went to get my sister from the airport. It's been hours now, no sign of them, I am worried, Kate, I don't know what to do or where to go.” “Calm down, honey, it might be traffic. Don't get yourself worked up for nothing.” “Traffic? For hours? It's 3 p.m.” “It's like that sometimes, just be positive.” I knew she was going to say that. I sighed. “I've heard you, thanks Kate.” “You are welcome. Call me when they get hom
Margaret blinked back tears.“I don't understand, you want to get pregnant for you?”She crashed down on the floor, squeezing her thighs together. "Ahhh.."I moan escaped from her lips.I am sure the drug was kicking again inside her body.She must be well trained to be able to overcome the drug this much. I helped her up. “No, I want you to get pregnant by me for your sister. Do this for your sister, Maggie.”“Is….….Is my sister also aware of this?”She sobbed with her lips trembling.“No, but she will be glad, she is afraid you may see her as a bad sister if she agrees to this. If you really love your sister like you said, helping her won't be a problem, she will never be a mother. Only you can help her Maggie.”“I don't know what to do”.She broke down crying.I rushed and held her in my arms.“Shhh, pretty girls don't cry Maggie, don't mess up your beautiful face. You are a big girl. Now that you've known why we are here, will you help your sister or not, we need to be fast ab
I placed my hands on her back, moved forward and began to suck and gently bite her tittie. Her moans were like fuel to my ego as I first sucked on her stiff buds and then licked them back and forth.While I concentrated on one tittie, I cupped the other with my hand and continued to pinch and pull the nipple. Then my hand slipped down her sides into the elastic waist of her panties and down further to her throbbing moist pussy. I quickly slipped my middle finger inside her warm wet love tunnel and rubbed her palm up against her tingling clit. “Charles….?”I bit her hard on the nip.“Call me Daddy”.“Da…d.a…ddy…it's painful, please stop”.She cried sharply. “Relax”.I whispered into her ears but she shook her head.With all her might she pushed me off her and ran to the door.I was disappointed about the drug effect but mostly surprised at her strength. At this point,I need to use wisdom to get her.“I don’t want to do this…please…take me … .home. ..you are my sister's husband ”
Slowly, so as not to freak the young girl out. I moved my right hand over the front of my pants and circled my fingers around my hard shaft.Then I began to move it up and down . . . ever so slowly."I thought that might be the case and at the angle you are standing , if I pull open my pants you'd probably get to see my cock, am I right?"I asked her."Yes!"She said, getting more and more aroused as she watched me manipulate my thick rod, right in front of her."Well , I think we can strike up a bargain and at the same time, let you look at your first big COCK. Here take a quick peak".I said, slipping my left thumb into the front of the unzipped trouser, pulling it outwards and quickly flashing my long cock at her. She instantly stared down and after a few seconds, I covered up."Well, a couple of things need to take place before I take off your panties and examine you. First, we need to get that rid of your top. Breasts can also be the cause of this strange sensation that you a
Instead of driving back home I made a stop at another place.My other house that even my wife Eleanor had no idea of.Somewhere, I get to spend my time with young girls that are not eighteen years old to avoid fingers pointing at me. 16 year olds are as good as eighteen in my dictionary. The younger they are.The tighter the hole.Margaret was still confused about whatever that was going on in her body to care about our location. "So what do you think of the drink, Maggie?" I asked as we entered the room that was all decorated with red and white romantic stuff and matching balloons."I . . feel all hot inside . . . “. she said and tried to walk but her legs were weak.I picked her up and carried her in my arms."I don't think your sister would like that you took it, so don't tell her okay?”She nodded and swallowed hard. “That's my girl,”I replied with a tight smile.“Is it an alcoholic drink, Charles? I told you I don't drink alcohol”.She sobbed.It seems the drug is slow, she
Margaret burst into tears.“Sorry, Please I didn't mean to, I am so sorry, I am sorry, I was just scared”.I frowned tightly to appear more offeneded.“Scared of what? That I will rape you? Did your sister tell you thar I rape people?"I demanded.She shook her head,sobbing. “Look, stop crying, I don't want you to cry, okay? This is supposed to be a happy day, not a sad one, okay? Don't want you crying all the way home.”She nodded.“Thanks sir.”“You know what to make it up to you, let's go to Ms Cheezious and grab some, the journey home is still far okay?”I asked softly with a smile. She nodded. I reached out and wiped her tears.“That's my girl, smile now”.She forced a smile.I turned the steering wheel to the left and crossed over to Ms Cheezious, parked at the lot and stepped out of the car.I opened the car for Margaret and carried her down.“My little baby girl”.She forced a smile uncomfortably, embarrassed by the act of carrying her down."What's with that look, you ma