Instead, she felt like she wanted to go closer ... to stroke Monica’s back ... to urge Bobby to spew into her. If Julie couldn’t have Bobby’s ba...y, the thought of seeing it grow in Monica’s belly made her itch between her legs.Monica suddenly fell forward and they could hear her muffled voice. She was having an orgasm! Was he spurting in her?Now both girls were jealous, because they wanted to feel that warm penis in them, and his hot issue splashing in their own pussies.The two on the couch lay. Mom somehow found us, and told us to come home.We did, lacking anywhere else to go. I hope things are going to bealright. I feel so helpless.*****Its kinda funny around here now. Its like we all made this unspokenagreement to not mention what happened, but to go on as though life wasperfectly normal. My step-dad actually seems a little wary of mybrother, so maybe that's what we've needed to do all along - kick hisbutt, and then he'd leave us alone. *****Have I mentioned yet how much I HATE. The waist of her tight woollen skirt is gripped and her languid form is dragged upwards and hangs briefly whilst I reach for my tools. I can’t help but shake as I too am consumed with an energy that suffuses my body and mind, blood rushes through my veins and thunders in my ears and down comes the blade to sever and slice, the knife slashes again and I release her body to slump once more and hang before me. Tearing material is dragged from her protesting form as I pull out the ragged shreds of. Don’t let me stop you from enjoying yourself. Keep playing.” “No,” she says flatly. I cock my head and raise an eyebrow. Sassy. That’s actually pretty hot… “What’s gonna happen is you’re gonna come over here and eat my pussy,” she explains very matter-of-factly. I just stare. What am I supposed to say to that? “Well, uhh, don’t mind if I do.” I stroll over and pop my shoes off of my feet and undo my necktie, dropping it to the floor. “Mmmm, baby, I’ve been wanting you so bad all day. My fingers.