“Stop!! Please stop!” I cried. I felt his hands at my thighs, he forced them apart and slipped his fingers inside me while I begged for him to sto.... “Stop, PLEASE!” I said through tears.“You’ll like it, shhhhh, relax sis” He said, while rubbing my clit. Then in the middle of my pleas, I felt him penetrate me and start to thrust back and forth into me. He was right, I started to like it…“Oh god brother” I moaned, feeling him go deeper inside me. I rarely thought of my brother like this, I pushed. Over the next few nights I had dreams that had Marisa and Jerome having sex. Would even find myself with a hard on after waking up from them. We also had sex a couple of times this week and each time I kept picturing in my head Marisa and Jerome going at it. Yet I continued to keep my mouth shut.Other then these couple of issues everything seemed to be going well. I was home now for two weeks and couldn't have been happier. Despite my feelings things were not as normal as I would have hoped. She put her hand on his head and guided him to kneel down in front of her and remove the leggings. I immediately noticed that her legs were in need of some grooming, the stubble was visible. As Joe knelt there, his face was inches from her bright yellow panties. She told him to caress her legs and as he did, she pushed her crotch into his face. She asked him if she needed to be groomed. And Joe immediately agreed. Wendy had gone into the bathroom and brought out towels and a shaving kit. Sunni. The woman was bending over placing the ticket under the wiper on my windscreen revealing the gusset of her cherry red lacy underwear. I stood behind her , my hand on back firmly holding her down , my now hard dick pressed against her bum. I fucking hate getting parking tickets in a mall carpark. How you supposed to enjoy everything a mall offers in 2 hours? Grocery shopping , lunch in the food court or a café, a haircut, window shopping, and maybe a movie in the Cineplex doing any combination.