The bubbles hid our roving hands. I tried to remain calm in front of my sister. We’d partied together often in our college days but I’d never done...anything too sexual in front of her. Little didn’t seem to notice anything but Smith’s hands. Every once in awhile they slipped down over her hard nipples and that’s usually when Jenna’s finger would brush over my clit. Still we kept up the small talk. I told them about my impending divorce and how I’d caught my husband cheating on me with some dumb. It burns so bad but at the same time feels so good. Your spanking is making my hips thrash and my asshole is rhythmically trying to suck the six inches in my ass. I'm steadily fucked in the ass for ten minutes, then you start giving me more again. you don't stop as I beg you, "Please, that's too much. I can't take it." You just laugh. "Honey, your pussy is too wet for you not to be enjoying it."You stuff ten inches of your cock up my virgin ass, then grab me by the hair, and sit me up and tell. I’m sorry I bothered you and showed up unexpectedly.” Donna says.“Donna, follow me.” I tell her worrying about what would have her show up unannounced.I walk her through the house to the TV room where Dakota is playing with her phone.“Dakota, can you give us a couple of minutes?” I ask of her.She gets up and kisses me on the cheek and leaves the room, heading towards the kitchen.Donna sits down on the couch. I sit across from her on the same couch. “What’s up?” I ask.“Roger and I broke up a few. And I'm going to use the pills Dr. Walters gave me. They're very strong (I've already written about how they help me sleep through the night without a hint of the dream), and they have all sorts of warnings about only taking one per night. I've started skipping them. The nightmares are back, but that won't last long... just until next Tuesday. The prescription calls for one refill, and I'll be able to do that on Tuesday morning. That will give me eleven pills, and that'll surely be enough.Now.