Pretty shitty huh? - Thankfully my sister Sophie understands me, even though she can't do much to aid me, the little thing. Oh, I really shouldn't cal... her "little" anymore - besides, she's only one year younger than me at 18. I used to call her "little sis" since we were very young and never really stopped. Even when she got into her teens she barely tolerated it, still, she let me call her that. Maybe she liked it, who knows.She is now 5'5, petite figure, dark brown hair, and a very cute. After 15 minutes Monica pulled out and smiled at him “Now who’s the bitch?”Pete’s ass was on fire from the fucking it had received but his cock was back to full attention and he was determined to show her who the bitch was. Sitting up was painful, but he took off the gag and blindfold and then grabbed her hair and pulled her towards him. Now it’s you turn, moving off the bed he pulled her with him and she could do nothing but go with him. What did he have in mind now for her?To be continued.. ” Peter wondered how this was going to be handled, “My people are telling me these are the highly trained military who thought they were joining up with an outfit going back to Iraq to finish the job left undone. They are good people.”“Where are you now Peter?” John asked.“As per the plan, we are in the RV parking lot just across from the Peoples Trust Tent,” Peter shared.“We are driving in from the valley. It will take us a bit. See if our army is hungry? If they are, I have set up a tab at. "No sex," she said. "Not yet." Umm ... okay." And I thought I was hard before!"If I take care of you now, will you take your time?" she asked."YES!" I snapped my jaw shut. She raised an eyebrow. "I mean, it was time for a longer session." Really?" The more time I spend on you the better," I replied. She smiled and the eyebrow went higher. "There's a limit to what you can take."Nodding slowly, she giggled."I'm sorry, I mean..." I shrugged. She sauntered over to me. Her hand slipped into my.