” “Alright, that's good, thank you!” Bobby interrupted. “So, what do you think?” I asked. “Pretty good for someone who made all of that up...on the fly, huh?” “Well, you know what they say,” he remarked. “Practice makes perfect.” “I'm aware,” I replied. “That's why I want my stepbrother to help me. So practice with me, Bobby. Practice with me as much as you want.” “Oh, God, I want you!” he moaned. “But first things first, let's get that pussy wet and ready!” Bobby lifted up my miniskirt and. .well....I'm gonna give her man a fuck like he'll never get again... She moans slighty not wanting Mark to know the extent of the pleasure she's experiencing... I decide I don't want her to have too much of "my" pleasure so I was gonna make this quick... He stands behind me and bends his knees and guides his cock into my soaked pussy and gasps sharply at the bliss... As he begins to thrust back and forth, I secretly smile because I know Shelly is looking at us.... I push back on him and make. It was just that one night. Though,’ he hesitated, his eyes narrowing, ‘it makes sense, in a weird sort of way, that she’d managed to convince herself it was more than that. The things she said, the way she behaved.’ ‘What?’ I frowned. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Well, it was all a bit surreal, actually. As I said, she just turned up one evening. I’ve no idea how she found out where I lived. But from the moment I opened the door she seemed, well, away with the fairies, to be honest. As if she was high. Inside Joan was still on the desk in an exhausted daze, she'd lost count of how many RMP's had raped her cunt and ass. They had stopped a couple of hours ago now and then she'd been tidied up.They had washed her ass and face and the outside of her pussy, but she could still feel all their semen still inside her aching cunt.She was on her back, hands cuffed above her head, her lower chest restrained to the desk top by a thick leather strap.Her legs were strapped to some Gynaecological calf rests.