I'm fuckin' ready Tina yelled, I'm ready lets see that cum!Then cum came shooting out of his cock, his cock jumping up with each burst of his cum.Holy...fuck, phew, oh mother fucker was that so fucking good.He removed the prostate massager and tasted a little bit of his cum.We hit the jackpot here, the fuckin' jackpot I tell you.Can I fuck him too Carrie, please can I fuck him too?Thinking about what my dad told me about my mom and Alice not letting him fuck her without hesitation I said sure, of. Although I knew I shouldn't be feeling this way, I was electrified with the sexuality of my brother's naked flesh against mine.I started to push him away until I remembered his crying. I didn't wish to awaken him. I lay that way for hours. Unmentionable images were running through my mind. His manhood burgeoned as his body twitched in sleep-induced dreams, causing me to shudder as it now and then slid ever so slightly through my legs and the furrows of my virgin womanhood. It was both torture. I felt immediately bad.If I had expected Bethany to fly into a rage, I would have been sorelymistaken. "You think this is funny," she said, coolly. "Well, let's havesome fun today, shall we?" With that she left the room and slammed thedoor.I was still laughing when she returned a few moments later, phone in onehand and some kind of clothing in the other. "Why don't we take a lovelypicture of you in your sun dress and send it to Franny, hey?"I went cold. "No Bethany, don't be stupid." I reached. Francis, had noticed. She’s always been pretty, her coffee waves, bronze by the sun’s kiss, her eyes a rich chocolate. As she grew closer to woman-hood, however, she’d developed curves in all the right places. Had I not been so enamored of her, I might even have been jealous. I knew that many of the other girls were, having overheard their catty gossip more than once. “Oh, well.” I turned, my hand on the door handle, my heart beating wildly, praying hard that she’d stop me soon, fully prepared.
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