.. Well, right over the bridge from D.C. She's in college there. It's closer to here than where the Potomac club plays. It's maybe fifty miles..." Fif...y miles! Dave! My God, Dave! How many girls do you know, would drive fifty miles to see you?" It's really not that big a deal, Eddie. Trust me. It's just, y'know, a lark, for her. It's nothing serious." Is she really pretty?" Eddie asked."Very. And she's kinda -- cultured. Compared to us, I mean. Her father is a big shot in the government." Wow!. I started to slide my fingers up into her wet hole and rub her tiny clit with my thumb while watching her jack me off, using the precum that was leaking out more and more with every stroke to help reduce the friction.. Her tits were firm in my hand and her pussy was slowly growing more and more wet, and her hand relentlessly stroking my hard cock was drawing me inevitably toward a hard orgasm.I started breathing heavily, the precum getting thicker and more copious, her hand squeezed tighter. I'd met him at her company Christmas party which, come to think of it, was six months ago, just about the time Kerri started acting different. It just could be that I was now looking at the reason. I watched as Jason did everything to Kerri that I did. He ate her pussy, sucked her tits, fucked her in several positions and took her anally. Kerri did everything to him that she did to me, but there was one major difference - Jason's cock was fatter than mine. Not longer, just bigger around and I. You just remember that."I sobbed harder as the reality of his words hit me. It was all my fault. Tre had told me no for a long time, but I begged him to take my virginity. I had seen him having sex with our father's boss's daughter, and how much she loved it, and I had wanted him to do it to me, to make me feel like her. I really had brought it on myself. So as my brother continued to rape me, I cried because there really wasn't anything I could do. If he told our parents what I had done, I.