Kira came to about a minute later unable to ignore the monster cock buried in her ass. The latest guy finished in her throat, and there was a break ju...t long enough for everyone to hear Kira moaning and whimpering. Then another guy, who would give the monster cock a run for his money, stepped up and whispered sorry in her ear. Kira didnt really hear him because she was building up another orgasm, but she new what he said the second he forced his way down her tight throat. Tears were streaming. He could tell something was wrong but I played it off as though I was tired from a long day at work. About an hour later I pulled up to the hotel; once I got into my room I started to plan my revenge. I was going to hurt him just as bad as he hurt me if not more. This was going to be fun. Shit if he can have fun so can I. I made some phone calls and put my plans into action. The following weekend, I told my husband I had a big weekend planned for us and to meet me at our favorite hotel at. It hurt me, but didn't hurt me. He was driving cock nails and erotic thrills into my body...hurting me, but setting me on fire, making me come so hard I just closed my eyes hoping my father would kick Ferris again. And he did. It was so, so very good. Striking into me with pain and pleasure and my tears streaming down my face. I was in a delirium of feeling but Ferris sprang from the bed, grabbed his pants and was out the door. I heard the front door make a loud slam. Now I was pulsing. "What do you think about this one?" "I like it, you'll be stunning in it," he replied, nodding and giving me two thumbs up. "Hey," I sighed, lowering it. "You said something like that about the last five dresses, Marco," I pointed out, strolling towards him. "What would you say if I held a burlap sack up to myself?" "Well, you are just ravishing, Sloan. Any dress would be perfect on you," he answered before he smooched my forehead. "I couldn't ask for a better step sister. I love you, but think.