I couldn't believe this had happened. That this wild, wicked delight had surged through me. I panted, trembling, coming down from my orgasmic high. My...first climax was amazing. It was the best. I wanted to keep being a brat. I wanted to fuck my daddy and my brothers. My holes ached to be used.“There's some Vaseline in the downstairs bathroom,” Daddy panted. “Go get yourself lubed up before you fuck the little whore's ass, Rick.”“Yeah, Dad,” my eldest brother said and darted away.John grinned at. I shift so that I am stretched over you, holding myself up with my arms to either side. You feel me shudder as finally I slide all the way in. Then I begin a slow, rhythm as I pull out and push back in. I lower myself to my elbows and you feel your breast brush my chest. Our mouths find each other for hungry, mindless kisses. You taste my kisses through the tangy sweetness on my lips. The strong, steady strokes inside you end with a twitch as my pelvis bumps and rubs against your clitoris. A. “With me fucking you in the bathroom. I’ll have none of that Mister!” She took a sip of her drink and moved her hand back under the covers. In no time, she was rubbing Bill’s cock with the tips of her fingers again. She was quite for a few minutes, then, “How is this going to work if we’re sitting next to each other?”“You’ll have to switch seats at some point,” he said repositionin himself as Morgan rubbed him with more speed now. The noise of her hand rubbing his jeans was loud, but the. I was on edge. I was a magician again, a sorceror, like I'd been at the foster home, or the group home, or the halfway house; I could wave my hands in front of my face, close my eyes, and become invisible. Isn't that how dreams went? Even bad dreams? "No thank you."He sat back again and stared at me for a few minutes more. "Okay, then," he said, finally. "You're looking to get a divorce, is that right?" Yes," I responded, still with that wooden feeling. Why else would I come here? This wasn't a.