Guess it wasn’t the kids, unless they had gotten a lot braver.I went to the door and peeked out the peephole but didn’t see anyone, groaning to my...elf. Then I heard another knock. I undid the lock and opened the door looking down I didn’t see a kid but my little sister Demi, though I teased her about still having to shop in the children’s department she was very much an adult as evident from those tits in the tank top she wore. Below she wore a pair of jean pants that looked one or two sized to. She looks at the small sunbeam and follows it with her dark green cat eyes as it hits the mirror and reflexes back on its self.Claudia stretches her long slender arms and looks at her neatly painted talon like nails; her thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the old fashion phone. She reaches across and lifts the ivory hand piece as she speaks she hears a slight moan from her wench Samantha that lies sleeping next to her.As she talks she runs her nails slightly over Sam’s back. Samantha. After the brief pause Shasha grabbed the heavy metal chain around my waist with her other hand and slowly began fucking my pussy with her fist, moving her whole arm back and forth as she pulled the chain forward each time she thrust her fist deep inside me. I had heard about this before but had never experienced it; the pain was both excruciating and becoming ever more pleasurable at the same time. . It had been ages since I had been back home, but I couldn’t stop thinking about one of my friends, Natalie, who I had been fucking for a while but no one else knew at university. I had had sex before university, but she was something completely different, like I was fucking a wild animal. She was a little smaller than me at 5 foot 6, with long dark hair and a beautiful, fuckable face. I had wanted her all day, but we didn’t want our friend, Beth, to find out that we were having sex so I was.