If that's true my brother has probably already found her and is porking her at the moment. He was always a bit too interested in what girls had under ...heir skirts. I remember having to wash my own panties because he'd steal them from the dirty clothes hamper if I left them for Mom.He wasn't much of a fighter either. I mean, we lived with Dad. Dad was maybe five two, and had the red hair of your typical Irishman. He loved to play up his heritage and that seemed to come with a quick temper.. Gail was unattractive, had short black hair with a purple streak, and her overdone makeup gave her a sluttish appearance. Tex was a big guy with long brown hair, which he wore in a ponytail. He had a great many tattoos, and generally wore well used jeans and scruffy T-shirts. Tex was actually quite good-looking, and had expressive eyes and a beautiful nose. His goatee, unfortunately, always looked like it was in need of a good clipping. Tex’s left front tooth was badly chipped, and it almost. Alison could not believe such a huge tool could possibly fit inside of Clare's little vagina. Large black hands gripped the pretty blonde's narrow waist and pulled her all the way down on the huge ebony shaft. Clare wiggled about like a bug stuck on a pin as she came.The athlete working on Alison pulled her pantyhose and panties down and off in one smooth motion. She was left sitting with her smooth bottom on the rough fabric of the bus seat and her expensive designer black dress wrapped around. He pulled my dress off and my thong aside and proceeded to finger my cunt, first one, then two, then all four fingers he had up my wet cunt frigging me whilst his mates watched and shouted that the slut loved it. "Look at the slags big shaven cunt",one of them shouted. He soon made me cum then made me lick my cum from his fingers. One of the others then said to carry on to the party. The one who had wanked me off, said, "Hey guys, lets make the slag walk up there naked". "Yea, lets do it," they.