She thought that was it, but her brother had other plans. He licked and nibbled his way down her body before stopping at her wet, hot, tight pussy. He...began licking it slowly, "Brother...no," she moaned in pleasure. A finger slid into her pussy hole as he licked her clit. She began moaning more and more as he finger fucked her harder and faster. He slowly took the finger out and licked her pussy with all his tongue, loving the taste of it on the back of his tongue. He took that finger and. Jesus! That was to be a certainty when I saw him take down a five foot flexible whip that one would imagine being used as a buggy whip in days gone by. Susan was no buggy horse but she did smile at his selection as with a twist of her body she stuck her ass out as she crossed her arms over her head in her chains. The cocky bitch was itching for her whipping.Legs spread for stability and an easier target, hands to elbows pressed into the stone wall, Susan tipped her ass back and turned her head. He's holding a knife. He sees Helen and screams in rage. I move between them too quickly to feel fear. He rushes at me and I grapple for the knife. Quick blows are thrown as we wrestle, too fast for me to track. Then I successfully shove him to the side. He slams to the floor and lies still. He's turning pale, looking at the knife that somehow ended up in his gut instead of mine. The blood is spurting out-I somehow hit an artery.Helen screams. "Jake! Your side!"I look down. There is blood. Hell, she's really the only reason you're still playing baseball. You really don't like the game but the opportunity to ogle her three times a week keeps you on the team."Hey man, want to come over to my house after practice?" Your friend Jerry asks as he trots in from his position at shortstop."Sure, I can come over for a few hours," you assure him, tearing your eyes off of Mrs. Summers to regard Jerry. Your friendship is very unlikely, Jerry is the ultimate jock, living and breathing sports.