A hand would then creep lower. Across the flat of her abdomen and lightly tease the top band of her panties. I could feel her unkempt bush in all it... hairy glory slowly warming to my touch as I lightly caressed the soft fabric. Insistently, it moved across the satiny cover and push apart her legs. Defiant, she squeezed them together, closing in on my hand. Stopping it. I groaned at her action and pried my hand loose. “I am taking what I want.” I flatly told her.“Fine, asshole.” Was her. She waltzed down to the kitchen, humming to herself as she made coffee. Lauren recalled the news reports of the night before and was dismayed. She felt sure they would have to leave the house and trudge south to safety. Emma had mentioned that the servants, who seemed to hear the news at least 24 hours before it was broadcast, had said they had already started packing essential items, ready for an emergency. Lauren knew such a move was wise, but found it difficult to summon the energy. She knew. “A, ugh, cunt,” she grunts. “So think with this!” I said, grabbing her meaty wet pussy mound and squeezing it. “Not with this!” I yanked her hair, shaking her head before letting it drop. She nodded slightly and stayed quiet. Silently Paul and I watched as she arched her back and spread her knees wider, letting Xander fuck her deeper. My eyes were glued to the swollen knot banging against her cunt, brutally pounding into her now for entry. With a strangled cry from Sandy, Xander knotted his. I said, "Crissy, I'm worried it might be too tight." NO!" she blurted out, "Please - I wanna try - PLEASE!"The desperation in her voice was so overwhelming, and she aggressively backed up on her knees so she was pressing against me even harder.I pushed the tip of my erection directly against her wet little anus, and at the same time my sister pushed herself back towards me.She was whimpering, "Oh please - Oh please..."I was amazed at how needy my sister sounded, and I felt so desperate to help.