That she wouldn’t let me fuck her.“Hypothetical,” I said. “I ask you if you have any requests.”Nod.“What do you ask for?”“I ask if I c...n cum.”“How do you ask?”“Please,” my sister begged. “Please please please please please please please.”“‘I tell you ‘no’. What do you say?”“Please...”“I say no, not until I do. What do you say?”“Oh god, please. I’ll do anything!”I smiled.“Would you let me fuck you?”There was a hopeful pause, followed by a confident “No.”God damn it, Lucy.I knew how hard it had. " Yes, we are," Nicole confirmed. "We e-mailed you our list of things we are looking for in order of importance. I hope you got it." Yes," he said, pulling out a printed sheet with a copy of our e-mail. "It's very helpful to me. You've set a budget, told me what's important and I can narrow things down without wasting a lot of your time." We wanted to make you aware of a house in our neighborhood that has just been listed with another firm. It's over on Cordova Road." Would that be the Robinson. You can get into a four-hour argument about how to get from Columbus Circle to Battery Park, but can’t find Wisconsin on a map.You think Central Park is “nature.”You believe that being able to swear at people in their own language makes you multilingual.You’ve worn out a car horn. (IF you have a car.)You think eye contact is an act of aggressionORYou can retire to Minnesota where...You only have three spices: salt, pepper and ketchup.Halloween costumes have to fit over parkas.You have seventeen. .” I yelped in surprise when he shoved into my pussy first, then moaned in fear when he just as quickly withdrew and pressed into my asshole.He laughed behind me. “You’re a liar about this too. You’re dripping so much cream that I think you like the thought of having this asshole gaped even more than you liked it with your cunt.”“No! No, I don’t- Oh, please!” I shrieked when he forced inside of me, a hard, vicious press that made my asshole squeeze around him with my panic and alarm. He did it.