“What the fuck?” I screamed, bolting from the doorway and slamming the door behind me. I ran straight to the other bedroom, tears streaming down m... face. I slammed that door behind me as well before bolting to my bed and hiding beneath the covers, crying into the soft sheets. I heard a knock at the door through my sobbing. Then my brothers soft voice. “Cass,” he pleaded. “Cass can I come in?” When I didn’t respond he let himself in slowly and tiptoed over to my bed. Clearly he was unsure how I. " She unsnapped her jeans and pulled the zipper down. "I don't have time to waste, period. Do you want to lick my cunt again, Thomas?" She reached into her panties. "I'm so wet and I'm so willing. Do you want to taste me, Thomas?" She pulled her hand out and held it up in front of me. Two of her fingers glistened and shone. I was already salivating. I nodded. "Then take off your goddamn clothes." There was a menace behind those words even though they were said neutrally. I stood and peeled off. He suddenly heard her yell, “Please stop no, who are you? Please stop!” and she kept on moaning and pushing his face off of her with her hands but he did not respond to her. He knew that as soon as she came she would be fully awake but by that time it would be too late because he planned on being inside of her. With my eyes still closed I could feel his hair and his face, it was him I know it was. How could this be? How could he be here? I felt him suck me harder and harder and I could not take. " You mean he's cheated on you?" No, I didn't mean that. But it's hard to compete for attention with women who are literally half my age. You wouldn't understand," she said with an emotional tone.I patted the back of her shoulder. "I do understand. And there are plenty of guys out there who actually prefer older women. I know I do." You do? That's news to me. I've only seen you with college coeds. Besides, it seems like all the younger guys who lust after mature women are only looking for that.