I didn't say it.“Chad Dupree. I see you haven’t forgotten me. Let me ask you something… do you still have my ‘souvenir?’” She said.“Yes,...I do.”“What if I said… one last time, for old’s time’s sake? One last fuck.”“Okay. Cool. Why one last time?” I said.“I’ll tell you tomorrow,” She said, biting her lip. “I miss you” I texted the next day with the most charm that I had. She texted back: “Horny?” Then a selfie of her with the “duck face”. I texted back subsequently: “Wanna find out?” With a. With her head laid back against my shoulder, I nuzzled her neck, my erect cock trapped between her lower back and my stomach. My left arm cradled her breasts while my right hand disappeared below and my fingers ran through her pubic hair which swayed in the bathwater. My middle finger found her lips and worked from side to side, to part them. My fingers lingered outside for a short while and then ventured further. My fingers found the familiar wetness and she breathed deeply as they advanced. I. "Okay," he said after a few more snapshots. "You'll do." He dropped the camera on the desk and scribbled down and address on apiece of paper. "Be here Tuesday at 7 pm. And don't be late." Amber nodded and began to get dressed. * * * * Amber was in tears as she made her way back to the bus stop. How wasshe going to explain this to Kevin? He had to understand. It was the only way. Or maybe she. His cock was raging hard, and standing up proudly. His father led him right to the back of his bent over sister, and then gave him a hard smack across his ass, sending his cock into his sister’s pussy. John felt something give way within her, and heard her squeal behind her bit. John was hyper eager, and began pounding away at Sarah’s pussy. Sarah just squealed and bucked as her brother fucked her relentlessly. She felt her pussy moisten, despite her revulsion, but her animal instincts.