" "Tell her." "You are my sister. You're name is Whore. Whorelives to fuck, I do too. Whore serves her master." Mary beamed. "I have a masternow too!"...She wanted to protest, her name wasn't 'Whore'but it seemed right. 'Whore' just clicked right into the blank part of hermemory where a name should be. Living to fuck though? Well, sex was all sheseemed to be doing lately (admittedly, it was with horses….) "Mary, put these on your sister," He handed hera headset like the one she had worn. Whore. At some point I'd started to sob, quietly, not out of control, just sobbing as I knew how far we'd come. After he'd rested inside of me for a moment, he pulled out slowly, making me feel it; then he pushed me off to the floor, throwing the soiled sheet to me. "You sleep on the floor." That was all he said as he got into the soft bed to crash for the night. I curled up on the hard floor, wrapping the sheet around my nakedness, thankful to finally be able to cover myself up. I could feel the. She pushed me onto my back and began licking my penis, slowly with her tongue. She caressed my testicles, whilst I watched and felt her breasts dangling against my legs. She looked so beautiful and I felt so fortunate. I pulled her up and we kissed, whilst the head of my penis rubbed against her body.We made love again, as she straddled me and sat with her legs out, guiding me into her pussy. She rode me and stroked my chest. Out love making lasted forever, I answered her body movements with my. Phir maine boobs ko dabane laga aur jangh par hath rakha. Phir me mom se bola mujhe tumahari godi me sulao aur me godi me baith gaya. Phir mom se bola ki kutch garmi ho rahi hai to wo bhi boli garmi hai usne bhi apna blowse khol diya. Mai ab godi me let kar child ki tarah boob ke sath muh laga kar dabane laga aur piche hath kar bara ka hook kkhol diya. Ab bra dhili ho gayi maine use upar kar di aur boobs muh me lekar chusne laga. Wo ek bar to mana ki kintu phir use bhi maza ane laga. Maine jor.