" Slut!" Cunt!" Ass sucker!" Dog fucker!"It was too much for me. I went over to the bed, grabbed the bitch's bleach blond hair and pulled her onto the...floor. I kicked her in the stomach, causing her to double over into a foetal position. "Now get the fuck out," I screamed. "Danny's mine."Thinking that was that, I looked over at Danny who sat on the bed stroking his cock with a crooked grin on his face. The words, "What the fuck are you grinning at," had just left my lips when I was knocked off. Abruptly, I started giving her direction about how to sit and how to put her hands on the table, palms down. I made clear to her that I thought her earrings were much too small and invisible and told her how I didn’t appreciate her fucking chipped fingernail paint. In the midst of my assuming a very directive role toward her she got up again to stand over me to kiss me and this time, while I kept one hand in a vicious pinch of a tit nipple, the other I back-handed directly into her blue-jean. None of that, she chastised herself. She got up and paced instead. Was she in love? Having nothing to compare these feelings with she couldn’t be sure, but they felt wrong in a way that she couldn’t quite place. Too strange; too sudden.Maybe she should pray? It hadn’t helped before, but what else was there to do? Where else could she turn? Who could she even dare confess—She paused and listened. At first she wasn’t sure that the noise was real. But when she listened more closely it became. " That's why I moved you. My body wants it so much." You don't want me?" Yes. But that would be wrong. You should, with someone else." She looked at me. Pouted just a little. Then smiled."So close. There was a cock touching my pussy. And I wanted it." First we're brother and sister and we've kind of gone way too far already. Second, don't be doing it without a condom. And don't just do it spur of the moment. Have to think for yourself because most guys, if the get that close, they're going for.