If I was not where I am, I might find it interesting but now it's not interesting at all, because they are taking yet more away from me. The only thin... I have left for myself.I struggle and struggle: I don't want even these very little pleasures taken from me, things I can still do for myself without having to wait for them or wait for their agenda or wait to earn favours. But of course that's why they are doing this."Why? Why?" I shout."Because your body is ours and you are not using it. He was surprised to find that even after unloading deep inside Karen, he was still somewhat hard, and so he began slowly thrusting inside his sister's pussy again. She lifted her head up from her arm and looked back at him. When she did that, he took in the entire scene in front of him -- his hands on her hips, guiding him in and out of her pussy, his cock disappearing and reappearing beneath the sweet crack of her ass. He could see her breasts moving back and forth underneath her with each. She was in her late twenties, petite but shapely, with auburn hair and large brown eyes. She was very pretty, but seemed quite shy. I don’t think she’d said ‘boo’ all evening.By 12:15 a.m., the place was empty except for Kate and me. With a nod from Jacob, Megan turned off the Schlitz light in the window, and pulled down the blind on the front door.“Great,” Jacob said. “Another day done. Now it’s our turn.”He poured four shots of Writers’ Tears whiskey, placed two in front of us, and slid one. “Yep.”“Did y’all keep fucking?”“Yes, he fucked me almost every night. He even started letting his friends hit it if they paid him.”“Damn, that nigga was pimping you out. Wait, is he still doing that?”“No, he’s in prison now. I have a job. I just get dicked down for fun,” Prentiss reassured him as he grabbed Steve’s engorged member. “Are you gonna let me suck it?”Steve unbuckled his belt and pulled out the bone hard seven inch tool. Prentiss immediately bent down to kiss the mushroom head. Steve.