. Her muscles legs squeezed aroundme. My arms went limps and my legs went weak. I lay their sucking like a ragdoll. Lynn came as she drove her clit in...She laughed and went into her bag andlit up a cigar as she watch me worked. She went into her bag and pulled out aglass of wine"Get me some Ice, and don't even think about asking to put some clothes on, orto wipe my cum off your face"I walk meekly trying to cover myself, running like my life depended on it. Igot her bucket of ice. A door open and. I hope not sir I can almost promise you yes he fucked me so hard it hurtMrYance pulls you up, and pushes you down on the couch pulling your panties aside I get intofront of you squat and line my cock uyp on your boi pussy themore often you get fucked ahard the less it hurts mmmm im sorry for fucking him sir.... is he big? he was 6 inches pushing slowly my 8" into you ohhhhhhh mmmmmm i moan is it slides inMrYance leans forward, kissing you as I drive my cock to the hilt into you youre much. ‘Look at that bush,’ Lucifer laughed as Tracey tried to cover her crotch. Tracey never shaved and the hair between her legs was thick, plump pussy all auberned over inthick thatch mmmmmm, and stark against her white thighs. She felt hands grabbing at her everywhere, pitching her breast, finger probing between her legs, squeezing her ass cheeks. She slapped that the hands and tried to fight her way free without success. Suddenly the gag was ripped from her mouth. Tracey stood, naked,. When I came across the title: ‘Fuck Life!’ I knew it was my sister and her rants again. I opened the e-mail to read almost a novel’s worth of bullshit that she went on and on about. Finally something that actually seemed important to me was her stating that Dad was going about his ways again and if I was thinking correctly about what she meant, that wasn’t a good sign. Our dad use to have a real alcohol problem when we were little. I was older than my sister, Rena, by two years and I tried.