Gods! They are taking turns with her. When is this going to end? Miri thought, peeking through the closets door. Janas mind was still submerged in a h...ze of chemicals and physical pleasure. The cock pumping her body felt better than anything she had felt before. There was not a single worry in her mind, nor any coherent thought to disrupt the perfect bliss than radiated from her pussy. She was in heaven and she wished to stay like this until the end of time. This female is very docile. She. "Cum inside her. Shoot your own sister full of your cum, you dirty perv!" she whispered hotly."Perv?" I gave her a wry grin."Yeah, what else would you call someone who fucks his own sister? With his slutty girlfriend watching?" Amanda giggled, licking her lips as she looked at the two of us go.I smiled and leaned in to kiss her deeply. Both of us moaned against each other, our tongues practically fighting a war as I kept up my Olympic pace in hammering my sister's cunt."Oh, Jesus, I'm going. But somehow this whole scenario just smelled rotten. They were talking with each other like they don’t have a care in the world, ignoring me completely.“Well, it’s getting late and I’m going to bed. Are you coming up with me Tina?” I asked.She just shook her head no and continued to talk with Wes.Well isn’t this just lovely I thought to myself.This had all the makings of a bad trip. I said goodnight to the rest of our party. I took the elevator to our floor and opened the room door. I have. My father, James Cormier is a forensic accountant. My mother, Jacqueline Brown Cormier is a psychology professor at Boston College. We lived in a nice house on Boston’s Back Bay. A nice, quiet life. Until my freshman year of college. That’s when all hell broke loose. I was walking on Boston Common when suddenly a car came by. The car was full of people armed to the teeth, and these gangsters had just robbed a bank. The Boston Police Department had four cruisers tailing them. Oh, and there was a.