I'm the first and last of his children who might achieve those grades, so the pressure is intense.While I'm trying to focus, I start to daydream, to t...ink about what I want... I want my brother Marc to make me into his little housewife. I want to be the princess from our childhood games, married, as I believed was possible then, to him, a brave knight who would defend me from the ghosts and spirits of our spooky ancestral home. You're almost eight years older than me, but were always kind and. She was hysterical crying, “please give me more time”. Wilson chuckled “bitch you have 14 minutes left”, she ran to her room to comply these guys were for real the video would ruin her life forever.She put on a green lace bra which only covered her nipples, green cheek hugger panties, a green garter belt with green stockings, to complete the outfit green 5” heels she put on some makeup. She yelled from her room I’m coming.She headed down the hall when she realized the guys were in the living. Heh, not that I mind..." He grabs one of the choice cuts of my body and brings it into the garage. He pulls out an old charcoal grill, pours lighter fluid on the coals and tosses in a match before putting the steak on to cook. As it cooks, he looks at the calendar. The picture this month is of a supermodel posing with a car. Drawn over her in marker are dotted lines separating out cuts, with written in labels for them. Each day, even weekends, has two lines drawn on it. He draws one line on. Your other hand squeezes my cock again. I squirm on my seat, lost in the pleasure and the joy of your touch, begging for more, my body pleading for you to suck me. Then, looking firmly into my eyes, you slide those wonderful warm soft lips over me. I slip into the warmth of your mouth. I am lost as your tongue teases the tip of my cock. I am your slave as you suck, locking my eyes to yours, holding me down with your hands as you mouth devours me, sucking harder and longer, your lips sliding up.