My head fell back; I groaned and held her tighter. Jenna didn’t hold back. Her tongue swirled over me faster and faster, her hand gripped my shaft a...d the other joined it. Twisting both hands as they stroked me, I was totally lost in the feel of her treatment, as torturous as it was. I loved it. She pulled back, licking her lips with a melodramatic moan, winking to me. As her hands slid down to expose my head she licked it teasingly before stroking up again, rolling her thumb over the ridge of. She panicked and screamed into her gag, trying to sit up and pull her hips away from me, but her head couldnt move and I had a firm grasp of her hips. I ignored her panicked screams and struggling and kept fucking her. Then I stopped, and she stopped, apparently hopeful that I would let her go now. I pulled my dick out of her slowly, and she whimpered, maybe even enjoying it a little, I couldnt be sure. I pushed the head of my dick upwards, past her pussy, and pushed on her butt hole. She. .." "I'm not a little girl, Lucas I'm eighteen," Faye sighed. "I know, but I care about you..." Faye and Lucas were brought together by the consequence of an affair between their mutual father and Faye's mother. When Faye was born, that instant sibling connection was nowhere to be found for her and Lucas. As they grew up together they rarely engaged in conversation with each other. But when they did it was the same old argument over whose mother was to blame for the affair. Their relationship. Um ... Nicki?" I've got those pens all over. I printed out a stencil. I can't do it myself." She was tearing up. Oh shit, shit, shit!"I don't know what you want, Nicki." I want you to tattoo me, dummy." Tattoo? "I can't go to a tattoo studio and have it done until I'm eighteen. It's some stupid state law. But I want my black rose. I know you can't run a tattoo needle but I thought ... I thought you'd do this for me." Pens. Stencil. Tattoo. Oh, holy shit. She wanted me to draw a black rose on.