Gave her the coke and hastily sat down. She didn’t seem to notice the bulge in my pants though. 'No coke for Jamy?', she said with a very sweet 'Jam...', going high octaves. 'Come and sit next to me anyway'. I felt a bit dizzy, being so near to the girl I had masturbated about so often, with cum still on my hand, while she wore a meanwhile mini bikini. So I didn’t say anything in return to her, but sat down and looked instead. Her sunglassed face, these full lips, her beautiful curly black hair,. ” she sighed. “One more nice thing like that, and you get a kiss, even if it is Jesse’s night.” “Where is Jesse?” he asked, looking around the living room. “She’s upstairs, doing her hair.” Jill replied. “Mom’s at work, so you’re stuck with me until she comes down.” “Oh, I wouldn’t call it stuck, Jill.” he said. “I really enjoy your company. Shall we play a game while we wait?” he asked. “If I know your sister, doing her hair means that she’s not dressed yet, and that means at least. I told her how beautiful her ass is. Kanna felt good. She orgasmed for the fourth time. I laid her down in the groundhog position. Kanna said I was deep inside her. We kissed again.I turned to the side to spoon her, taking her from behind. She arched so she could clearly see her pussy get penetrated by my hard dick. Her hands reached for my cock as it went in and out. I was getting closer and asked “Can I cum in you?” “Umm, I would but I think you should outside.” Shanna said that unprotected. He shivered with what I think was surprise; shock and surprise that he still held sway over me and a realization that he could make me do anything. After a minute of this, he started in with the verbal abuse. "Holy shit, you really are a faggot. Were you always a faggot or did all of those years of me calling you a faggot convert you? How many men have you jerked off? None?!? I don't believe that, faggot. I bet you let thick Mr. Dresch fuck you in the ass. I bet I could drive a bus up your.