“Damn, someone is anxious!” I chuckled a little. Jill looked up at me and smiled as she started to pull her dress off.“Fuck me like you fucked h...r.” Jill said as she pushed her dress down, her voice a bit too commanding for my taste.“Ask nicely.” I retorted firmly, taking the opportunity of her hands being wrapped up in her dress to shove my cock down her throat. Her eyes bulged wild and looked up at me pleadingly but I held fast, savoring the feeling of her throat clenching around my shaft. I. " "Wow." Brody looked down at the cast, then back up to her green eyes. "A little sibling rivalry at work?" "Something like that. I'm not much on sports; I shouldn't have played. But you know how it is, it was family." Her eyes clouded and Brody suspected there was a little more to it. "Too bad you don't like sports," he said, "I'd get you tickets to a game." "Thanks." Ryan smiled, a genuine one, and it softened her face. "I've gone to a few; Mark's given me extra tickets. Not so many now since. I guess on the ride back we must have said something, but nothing that stuck in my mind. He dropped me off and wished me well or something like that. I caught the bus home and most of that night lay awake wondering what had happened.The second big change came a couple months after that. I was sick and tired of working in the dry cleaners and the way my life was going, or more accurately, the way it wasn’t going anywhere. I wanted to see the world, so without saying a word to my parents, I. That was something that we had not expected.Parker could hardly talk after that scream, but he did give me an address. "You do realize, of course, Dwayne, that we are going to leave you here while we check on your answer? If it isn't correct, that little experience was nothing compared to what will happen to your family jewels." No, no, no. I made a mistake. The address is 14305 River Street." Okay, that's only four blocks away, so I am inclined to believe you. How many are there in you gang?".