Then I stood up and bent over the back of the sofa with my knees firmly planted on the seat cushions. “Come on Alex!” I began, “Come fuck me lik... a bitch in heat!” I couldn’t believe how I was talking, and I guess at that time I was a bitch in heat. I was my brother’s bitch in heat, and I sorely needed him to fuck the ever loving shit out of me. Needless to say Alex did not hesitate as he quickly got behind me, and began to run the fat head of his glisten cock along the slit of my dripping. "I told you that you wouldlike Bobbi, Frank. I am rarely wrong about such things. This should bea fun evening!" She paused for a moment, and then said, "Frank? Can weget the, Uh... 'financial arrangements' out of the way first?" Franksighed, and produced his wallet. He took out some bills, and passedthem to Margo. She counted out fifty dollars for each of us, and handedme my share saying, "Put this in your purse, Bobbi." I did, and thenjoined Margo who was standing before Frank. "Well," she. ." Katherine began again, raising herself to her full height. Although they weren't strictly necessary, the two-inch chock heels that she wore often gave her an edge in negotiations, considering that most people seldom talked back to someone who had a good seven to eight inches on them."My name is Tammy. The only person who calls me Tamiko is my grandmother, and she still thinks I need to move to Nagasaki for the social scene." Tammy interrupted Katherine with an impudent smirk.Katherine was. I continue to batter her insides, and detect the unmistakable scent of her own juices rising from my rapidly moving toy. There is also, when I listen carefully, a change in the tenor and pitch of her voice. The high-pitched squeals are still there, particularly each time the black rubber delivers its rough attentions to her cervix, but they are interspersed with low moans as the textured surface of my toy glides smoothly between her sensitive lips and over the barely-touched flesh of her.