"Cindy perked up. I made a pistol-shaped sign with my right hand. A cabinet thumped and my .45 automatic hit my open palm. "9-1-1, babe. Now!" I whisp...red. She retreated to the bed end of the trailer and picked up her cell phone."Sir, I'm not opening the door. I'm not talking to you in the dark. You need to leave."The next sound, even through the wall of the trailer, was chilling: the unmistakable sound of a pump shotgun racking a shell into the chamber."Down!" I hissed at Cindy as I hit the. I figured out what it all ment about a year after you left, I was talking with Jamie Higgins, you remember her, from down the street, she was a year older than me, she was at the funeral with her parents, she has become my best friend in school, well we were talking about boys and things and I told her about what you would do and if she ever heard of it, She did and told me a lot of things, and she told me that you could get in a lot of trouble if anyone knew, I made her promise not to tell. Spread your thighs like a good girl and let your brother make you a woman. You are meant to take our cocks just like you mother. Dylon was halfway inside her and she was moaning in pain and pleasure, trying to move her buttocks away from his invading tool but just succeeding in creating more friction and easing the transition of his large penis inside her. Dylon could not take it any longer, and did a quick ram into her pussy till his balls rested on her clit and his penis at the entrance of. His lithe physique was covered by a rather sexy dusting of dark hair and his face was neither ugly nor handsome but bore the look of a mischievous hick, if that makes any sense to you.The feature on Johnson’s body, however, which alludes to the title of this story, was the shape of his dick. It truly looked like a large carrot. From a thick base, the knob tapered to a thin non-retractable foreskin overhang that appeared to have no cock-head. It was as if Mother Nature had forgotten to place a.