I was in a relationship for a little over two years. My ex boyfriend was a white 5'11", brunette with hazel eyes very sweet to me (until the relations...ip ended of course) yet very possessive.This man influenced so many fetishes of mine; I'm not sure if I consider it a curse or a blessing. As high school as this story sounds, my best friend at the time cheated on her boyfriend with him and I was kind of the one who let him know that he should never allow himself to be mistreated.After a few. I knew what was coming next, but I still would have screamed out loud if I could have. Pulling out slowly – as if savoring the moment – my brother then shoved his cock back inside of me. Intense pleasure shot through me and overshadowed the pain, but before I could get used to it my asshole took another hard thrust and my eyes rolled back in my head.Adam was working into a rhythm now, drilling my asshole with quick, eager thrusts. His moans of pleasure rose over the squeaking protests of my. I was his best friend, and you and I always seemed to have a bond between us from the time you were a very little girl. Your dad decided that because of our bond, I was the best person to take care of you if anything happened to both your mom and dad, so he put in his will that if he and your mom both died, I should become your guardian.“Your dad knew something about me that made me very unlikely to date or get married, so I’d always be available if you needed me. You see, I can’t fall in love. The next ten came rather swiftly, all of them hard and effective, as her skin began to turn red. In order to make it as easy for her as I could, I thought placing some on her legs would not be as painful. Apparently, there is a spot right where the leg ends and the buttocks start that is very sensitive, because, when I hit there, Missy let out a scream and she sprang up from her folded position, rubbing the area vigorously.?That one don’t count. You know the rules, girl. Ya’ hafta stay down.