..car batteries.i feel tears running down my cheeks. How could i have been so stupid? runs through my head like a mantra. Through my tears i glance at...the moniters. The viewers haven't been idle behind their keyboards. All sorts of messages have been sent..."Fill the cunts ass with a huge plug" Zap her again - make her dance - her little tits look so cute jiggling around" Use that taser on her pussy"All those comments ("you sick fucks" i thought) paled to the most recent one....Hey slutI know. " I told her. "Let's get it over with."Sharky's unmarked, Ford police car was parked right in front of room 17, the farthest door from the dark, motel office. There was only one other car in the lot and that was parked in front of room 2.He let us in before we even knocked on the door. Smiling his cold smile as he saw me and Cookie standing there."Come on in," he said holding the door, "I was wondering when you'd get here."I led the way and Cookie took my hand and followed me. I couldn't see my. I felt a rush sweep over me as an energy started building deep inside me. My body instinctively picked up the pace sliding up and down his cock."I think I'm going to cum," I moaned as Dylan started matching my movements. He gripped my waist tighter as he shoved his cock in and out of me. My body trembled as I gripped into my brother's chest."Oh fuck!" I screamed as my orgasm exploded, rushing through every nerve in my body. The orgasm felt like it lasted forever as I painted and squirmed. My. Within the next fifteen minutes he would have tried three four times. While this was happening and my temper increasing, suddenly realized that my arms were on something of a tight mound and the train ensuring that the mound was getting rubbed. When I looked my arms were on the breasts of the lady in 30 and her head on my shoulder while she was sleeping. Lady in 30 was Vaishu and the lady in 40 was Jhashi which I came to know later. Jhashi asked me if I could allow her to sit with Vaishu so.