I saw this morning how happy Samantha is, how she responds to you, laughs and smiles, how you fuck her and user as a slut. I think a brother and siste... romance is so romantic, wish I had a brother to own me and fuck me. No I've never been raped but I feared it, thought men would hurt me, saw inside my soul that any man or boy could just ask and I'd be their slut. Hating myself, wanting to be like the popular girls, the pretty ones and knowing they boys would one day know, know what I needed and. "Almost two seconds passed before her face broke into a smile and I knew she was just fuckin with me. After a quick hug and kiss I went and got on some sweat pants and a t-shirt and returned to the living room...- - -... Where I found my Jack and Coke had spontaneously refilled itself and was now on the coffee table in front of the couch.I took a seat next to Julie picked up the glass and looked at her. In a near whisper I asked, "Are you trying to get me drunk?"She laughed, "Do I need to? .... I thought for sure the ever growing sound we were making was going to draw some attention to us; but yet we continued uninterrupted. Blake continued to pound my ass hard and began to slap my ass. The sound of *smack* rang throughout the bathroom. Blake was really getting into it now and I could hear him say, “your ass is so tight baby” and “take my big cock slut” over my ever growing moans. It was absolute ecstasy to have this massive man grabbing my hips and slamming his monster cock into me.. He said, “Oh, everyone was a cat or a fox or something last year. I think you’d be incredibly cute as a deer. Did the salesperson find any costumes?”“She hung a bunch in the dressing room. I’ll try them on. What are you going to wear? Please don’t say you’re going to make a costume again. Halloween is next week.”“Not sure,” said Kyle. “We can’t both go as deer, so maybe a Steve Irwin type? A conservationist? Or forester? Maybe a veterinarian?”Gina shook her head. “Roman soldier. With a chest.