The man suddenly takes out his cock and let her catch he breath. “ So you have no gag reflexes dissapointing” he says. The man grab her by the h...ir and slaps her with his hand then stood her up and bend her over the sink. He rips her shorts off and her panties. He turns on the sink to fill it up. He then shoves his cock in her pussy. “AHHHH NO” Melonie yells. The man then begin to thrust in harshly as she screams and the man pulls her head back with her earrings. The man then suddenly. ..I kind of wish...my brother was my boyfriend. Or would at least do what my boyfriend is too scared to. And I think sometimes he wishes it too. I can see when I bend over, he stares and almost drools at my perfect round ass almost spilling out of my tight shorts. Or when my shirt shows cleavage of my perfect olive tanned, perky, C cupped breasts, I notice him almost wanting to bury his head between, and I kind of wish he did. But he never makes a move being my brother and all.Anyway. It all. With him, I experienced one of the most thrilling sex escapades of my life. I told you in my previous story about how I was bored in the lockdown. It awakened the devil inside me, making me install the Tinder application on my phone. I got to know Nishant through Tinder, my hot and sexy guy with whom I had much virtual sex in the lockdown.We used to get naked and video call, talk dirty, and finally, release our juices. Finally, when some restrictions were lifted, we met over coffee and then. Back then, as long as the woman didn't get pregnant it was all safe sex.Another aspect of my personality that changed due to d**g use was that I had come to prefer giving Cindi oral pleasure over conventional sex. We had been married for two years and I thought this was just a phase. As it turns out, it is a phase that has lasted to 2012, about 33 years.One night we returned home from visiting with friends. We had done cocaine, smoked pot and drank a bottle of cognac. As we started to undress.