I could come right now, you're driving me so wild. But I want to feel you come on me. Ride me good, baby, make yourself come on my cock. I will wait a... long as you need. Because, lover, I want you to fuck me now... and then I'm going to fuck you. Hold my hands as you get close. Weave your fingers in mine and squeeze them as hard as you wish when your orgasm hits you. Do you lose control when you come? Do you make sure anyone who can hear knows that you're getting fucked and you're coming hard?. My brother was "the son", the strong manly son that they had always wanted. I was the other son, the son who had taken the place of the daughter that they should have had.Oh, I knew that part well! I had it hammered into me so often, far too often, so that even I accepted their form of reasoning as being the truth. It was told to me in so many words and shown in so many ways.Words spoken were sometimes very direct, "You may be a part of this family, but that doesn't mean we have to love or. " Tracy whimpered, tears running down her face. "God it feels good... " She described the sensation, beginning to squirm. "... It feels so good... I can't make her stop." She whispered, her hands reaching up to caressing her breasts. "Please make her stop..."Rick was in no position to stop anything. He was fascinated by the control that the strange alien woman wielded so quickly over the young girl. In addition Laura was so turned on by the whole thing that she was sucking Rick's cock to full. “So have I,” she agreed. “So?”“I thought we might bring our wedding forward as early as possible.” I sat and watched her.Her face showed it all. The idea percolated through, her brow furrowed and then the sun came out in her huge smile. Her eyes twinkled and she looked at me in admiration.“What d’you think?” I asked.“I don’t need to think. It’s a great idea. How soon can we do it?”“We can do it right away,” I said mischievously, “but the marriage will take a little longer.”She laughed and stood.