I ran harder and faster than I ever had before. She seemed to become further and further away from me as I ran towards her. It was as if my eyes were ...laying a cruel trick on me not long after rewarding me with the ability to see her beauty. I finally reached the parking lot but my dream of a woman had disappeared into the pool of parked cars. Exasperated, I bent over and rested my palms on my knees, trying to catch my breath. As I did this, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my side as a car’s. "Would you like some of this cheap instant coffee?," I asked her in order to take some of the tension out of the air between us. I didn't want to tell Kathleen why Dad and I never got along, so I'd changed the subject and she was fine with that. "Yes, please. Just black is fine." "Good," I laughed, "since I don't have any cream or sugar."Kathleen laughed with me and the tension was broken for the time being. I realized I 'd never been alone with my little sister. The setting we were in now . Clyde ignored her pleas, and kept on whipping her. The strands of leather fell on her stomach, her thighs, and again on her breasts. He moved behind her and directed more strokes on her buttocks and back. He then used an uppercut motion to land a blow directly against her sore, abused pussy. It was too much. Emma felt herself fainting, felt as if her mind was leaving her body behind. She knew she couldn’t take anymore. Then she heard a soft, guttural moan, followed by a gentle hiss. She opened. I spanked her ass and placed a finger on her asshole. She screamed ‘Oh baby u are so hottt!! you driving me crazy…Fuck me ..Fuck me hard’ I did her for more than 15 mins, kneading her boobs in the process. She was a wild cat by then and was swaying her head up n down…her hair flying.I then fucked her missionary. She spread her legs wide apart. She was so tight that I enjoyed fucking her as my cock was being massaged by her pussy.We kept kissing wildly..eating away each other. She kept saying ‘u.