Leaving me to carry her suitcase in. "I've left him the bastard," she said, "this time he's gone too far." Oh," I said, "ok you take the bed and I'll ...leep on the sofa." No, no, the bed big enough for both of us," she said, surveying my double bed from the doorway."Oh," I said again, the drink had stopped my higher brain functions."Any chance of one of those," she nodded to the Vodka bottle."Sure sis," I said and poured her a big slug.I had a quick shower and pulled on some clean underwear and. Even her subtle makeup was hardly disturbed, I suppose because we'd only been asleep a couple of hours or so. It was just before dawn. Cassie is only shoulder height to me, she was just 18 years old so two years my junior, with brown hair that has a hint of red in it that reached to her shoulders, usually in a pony tail. She has pale skin and a few freckles around her nose, hazel eyes, and thin lips that smile readily. I stretched and she saw me. She whispered "You OK Mike?" "No. Stiff as a. He rubbed on the outside of the fabric for a few minutes while she purred, though finally he pulled his hand up and dipped his fingers inside of her shorts and panties. Her reaction was immediate, a squeal and constant moan as his fingers rubbed on the outside of her lips. He switched nipples and hands as she arched her back, the pleasure making her heart speed up and her breaths become shallow. After a few minutes he felt her tremble, a small orgasm shooting through her. With this in mind he. The whole thing was so fantastic I shot after fingering her for fifteen minutes, just watching the tension between her desire and fear. When she felt my jiz on her thighs, she groaned and started humping. I went ahead and brought her off with my hand. I started whispering to her that I wasn't going to rape her, or keep her there, unless she wanted me to. I untied her legs, started sucking on her twat, and after another couple of orgasms, she was begging me to fuck her. I did.The next morning, I.