At the corner of Martin Luther king jr blvd and Was-shot-by-my-father lane was a crack whore looking chick. I caterpillared my way over to the hoe and...found out her name was Emily. I asked who was her pimp. "I'm not a pimped out hoe, I don't bang for money," she said in a voice that sounded like she had severe mental retardation. Like helmet retarded,not like walks like a first time anal victim at all times retarded. "So you sell your slop hole for crack?" I asked even though I could not. " She's going to go through a wall?" Nancy asked, confused."Oh, no, no, no," he laughed, "it's still metaphorical about the 'wall'; what I mean is that she'll be in a situation where she's forced to overcome several obstacles, and she can't stop until she passes the test." I still don't get it" Well," he replied, "imagine trying to do your figure skating routine through an obstacle course." That would be impossible!" Nancy cried, shocked!"The obstacles won't be on the ice, though;" he. ‘Ohhhh…’ she sighed, rubbing her crotch in his face. She could still see some of her golden piss being washed down the drain as her brother mowed on her pussy. She could feel a couple last drips of urine inside her and she let them drip out onto his tongue. She had never been so turned on in her life! She was on the edge of cumming. Amy aggressively pushed Jeff’s face away from her pussy, actually pushing him back in the tub. He nearly fell on his back, and when she dropped to her knees and. Then he slapped my face with his shaft, then rubbed the head across my swollen lips. "Why don't you get up on this couch and show me where you want this big black cock."I scrambled up on the couch as if he would change his mind and leave me wanton. I got onto my knees with one arm on the back steading me. I reached back and fingered my cunt, showing him I wanted him to fuck me. He stood behind me still stroking his shaft. I slide two fingers inside me, fucking myself for him, begging him with.