“But you’re my brother,” she protested for the second time today.Her answer wasn’t a “No,” so I opened her door slowly and heard the sudde... rustling of her covers. Her clothes were strewn hastily across the floor of her room between the door and her bed. “I’m just offering to help you feel better, not asking you to have my baby,” I teased. She looked even cuter when she blushed.“How would you help?” she asked nervously.“However you want me to,” I replied. “I think you got a pretty good idea of. No one had her pussy yet and she rolled over, spread her legs and said “Okay motherfuckers, you wanted my pussy ,now come get it. With this each man climbed between her legs, shoved their cocks in her hot wet pussy and she gave them the fucking they had all wanted. She would suck cock as she fucked them, she was covered and also filled with their cum, whoever didn’t fuck her ass did so before they stopped.. She was a mess and yet fulfilled from the night, she felt bad about being used and. South of the border they were more likely to send men with guns."Americans. Two of them. Well dressed. One is older, a big dark haired man. The other one younger with silver hair."He snorted."They might as well carry signs saying 'rich North Americans'. They probably wouldn't live long enough to be a problem, but they have three armed bodyguards – one of them very big, well armed, and very bad. A Brit."The last caught my attention. It was unlikely to be who I thought it was, but it was. I warned her that it would bea little dangerous running out in the rain with an umbrella and invitedher to stay for breakfast. I'm sure Mother would love to have her visitthis morning for a nice cup of coffee and a chat. She looked at me likeshe didn't have anything to wear. She said she couldn't go out in frontof my mother in the nightie she was wearing. I laughed and told her shecould borrow something of mine. Besides, she couldn't very well riskgetting the baby doll nightie wet by running.