That evening when I got off work I went out for a drink with James to celebrate his winnings, then I went home. It was late so I decided to get to sl...ep, the next day we would be going to the concert hall. I laid down to sleep, but tonight I was feeling a bit uneasy, I had never had a reoccurring dream, so I didn’t think I would have that creepy dream again, atleast I hoped I wouldn’t. I slowly nodded off to sleep, and inevitably was awoke by the noise of the end table scraping across the. "Fuck me, fuck me, god damn, fuck me harder!" she cried out, both pleading and with authority.I stepped back as he dropped her leg and moved away from her. In that moment, he turned her around pressing her back forward until she was bent at the waist. Stepping close he slammed into her, giving her exactly what she wanted. Over and over again, he pounded her pussy. As close as I was, I could hear his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. I knew from experience it would only take a. My cock is already rock hard by then. We had our lunch and cleaned our hands went to take rest on the first floor.Along with my cousin I went to bed room on first floor, we chatted lying on the bed for some time, in the meantime my sister with our cousin sisters came to our room where we are lying and talking, they came and sat on the bed my sister sat by my side they brought playing cards with them.my sister asked us to play the game to which I agreed readily.I pulled my legs together and sat,. ’ She seemed surprised by the question and desperate for something to say without telling the truth. ‘Well, he was in an accident. Nasty scars and such,’ she said with averted eyes. Stella decided to let it lie and not push anymore for the time being. ‘Why does he go by ‘Mouse’?’ ‘When your aunt hired him, he was just a young scrappy orphan lad of 15. Nothing much to him, really. And he kept to himself, much like he does now. Always very quiet. Anyway, so she started calling him that and he.