He growled and grabbed my neck, I quickly panicked as I began to find it harder to breathe, and he smirked and took a handful of my hair and yanked me...forward taking a possessive hold on my lips and kissed me. I gasped as he did so and began weeping again when he let go of my throat and pushed me to the ground and jumped back on top of me with an animalistic look on his face. He then ran his hands along my body scratching at my breast making sure blood was seen. I cried and watched as him suck. Maybe it’s the high school senior who always gets picked on because she has twice as many pimples as the rest of the student body combined. Maybe it’s a middle-aged man who works down in the sewers fixing pipes and wading through… well… you know. These people have a lot to complain about and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day. "Well done," I said. "God you've changed," he said with a smile. "I bleeding hope so," I said gripping his semi erect cock and twisting itplayfully. "When was it taken?" he asked. "Oh when I was about fourteen," I said, going on, "It was probably thehappiest time of my life, we had won the Schools League and I had beenpicked to play for the county team as well." Why did you stop?" he asked. "Oh it was just after that Mum and Dad split up." "Oh sorry," he said. "No it's ok." Got any others?" he. I was a little busy enjoying my mother, sister, and her mother. I might expand from there to try others, not to mention Steve, but I had no interest at the moment in plundering Dick’s booty.“Alright, well, for now, I want to fuck you, so bend over, sis!” I demanded, my boner hard again at last.Tiffany licked her lips, spread her own cheeks, bend over the table, pointed to her asshole, and waited for my cock to invade her. I lifted Mom off my lap, took her by the hand, put her hands on Tiffany’s.