So why did my brother want more?My fingers slid down the side of the purse, the fabric indenting until I hit the spy camera. I stroked it. You couldn'... tell there was a camera by sight, but it was in there. I shuddered as my heart pounded. I had to be perfect.Mom and I had to be perfect.“You ready, honey?” Mom asked as she pulled up to the front of the hotel, a valet sauntering up to our car.I nodded my head. I pulled out my phone and made sure it was hooked up to the camera via Bluetooth. I. The idea of the game was to keep back anything you could. Well, for me it was. For Graham it was to take whatever he could. Other than the one time, when I’d caught a lucky, Goth-booted kick to his groin, I’d never managed to stop him taking anything he wanted. He’d been a lot more wary of my feet since. He also knew that if he ever tried to force me into anal I would likely find some extra strength from somewhere and do him some permanent damage. He moved left and I dove right, but his move. I got a hard on looking at her and picturing her in slutty lingerie, big tits being played with and black cocks in her mouth and cunt. She asked if I was ready told her yes and she took me to grandparents, I kept looking at her legs as her skirt had ridden up and could see tops of her thigh highs. Friday night and Saturday dragged by, then at 9 o'clock I climbed out window and rode home, saw lights on in rec room but Travis and Jerome weren't there, as I laid down by window I saw both sitting. ”The assault Jenny inflicted on herself gave her what she was craving for all along and it hit her so hard that she nearly jerked off her father’s cock. Her head and body flung forward and she had to quickly drop her leg to balance herself from falling over. She let her breast go and gripped both hands tightly to the side of the sun bed pulling herself down and grinding her hips into her dad. She fucked him so hard as she squealed like a wounded a****l trying to get away from the pain. Brian.