” They stood beside each other in silence—the sounds of Mrs. Harbaugh’s typewriter in the distance. Kathy closed the door a bit more. ‘He sai... that?’ ‘Sure did. I’m not disappointed that you told me ‘no.’ But, I’d be disappointed the rest of my life if I hadn’t asked. Right or wrong. Up or down. Yes or no. Either way, I’d know the answer to my question. I’ll never worry about what you might have said. I know the answer.’ She touched his fingertips and when she did, Michael jumped. ‘Okay.’ . "So if I got you someone to be your nude model, would you try and sleep with her?" Wendy asked."No sis, that would be awkward wouldn't you think?" I asked."Yes I guess, but I think I can get someone for you, but you are a horny bastard though," Wendy replied."OK if you say so, can you get her to come over tomorrow?" I asked."Sure," Wendy replied.Then the next day I was in my room and Wendy said she had the lady coming in soon. I had everything all ready to go and then all of the sudden Wendy. Ginger's had been kind of conical. He almost reached for them but quickly put his hands behind him, feeling his big cock tremble, his balls throb."Has she got any hair on her snatch, dear brother, or is she too young, you cradle robber? Let me show you hair." She wiggled off her tight shorts and tiny thong. "Look, I shaved, but I left this little knot to show you, for you to play with. Isn't it pretty, red like my hair isn't it, and curly too? Like to bury your nose in that?" She pushed her. Over and over he drilled into her, stabbing at her most sacred of places, but it was refusing to yield to his desires. Then she came to life with a series of panicked gasps and groans, he had fucked her awake from trying to push into her womb. She groaned brokenly from his abuse and was clutching at the pavement, desperately trying to try and crawl away from him. He was not going to be denied and dug his claws into her tender sides before hauling her back with all his strength. She was.