"Oh, I'm sorry, Sis!" Babs cried, removing her pinching fingers at once. "I'll stop." Nooooo! Don't stop! Didn't you hear me? I said you could hurt me..." You don't care if I hurt your tits?" Babs asked."Yes, I care! I want you to hurt me! I love the way it feels! It feels good!" Yeah, I know," Babs said, thinking with delight how much alike she and her sister were. If there was one thing that Babs had discovered while fucking her German Shepherd, it was that sexual pain only enhanced the. She bathed the cock with her tongue as she felt it begin to get soft. She continued to suck the cock, knowing she was to get it hard again. He would fuck her ass or pussy next. He always did. She did not like when he fucked her asshole. His cock was big and her asshole still small, but he did not care. He fucked her for his pleasure, not hers. Sometimes he would let her cum, but only after he already did.She felt the cock begin to harden again. He always fucked her twice each night, sometimes. He was drunk and spoiling for a fight. Her mom had sent her to her room where she listened to the two of them fighting from the crack in her door. She was so scared for her mom. Things had quieted down and she jumped when she heard the sound of a gun going off. She could see it all so clearly now, her mother lying on the kitchen floor in a puddle of blood with the boyfriend leaning over her body when Sierra eased herself into the room. He looked up at her as he stood ready to move over to her.. He was much older, in his 60s, barrel chested black man with grey stubble. I was incredibly nervous but decided not to bail. I took an off shoot path and went about 20 feet and stopped.He stopped at the path and then started to walk back towards me, As he got closer he nodded at me to follow him. I did another 10 feet or so and when he turned around he had a huge cock hanging out of his pants. It was easily 9 inches long with a mushroom head the size of a pool ball. I was stunned but.