He hesitated. Mycrofts arms settled around him easily, knowing what was coming, but he always needed Sherlock to voice it. Tell me, Sherlock. What can...I do for you? he murmured. He fumbled a bit for words. Let me … let it go. Take control. Ill do whatever you want, My, anything. Sherlock looked up to his brother, shifting on his feet restlessly, hoping that that answer would suffice. His desperation was starting to show already. Mycroft hummed, stroking his dark curls gently before laying a. She would just have to make sure she was never in a situation with me alone again in the future. Feeling like a cornered animal, she decided she would do as I asked this once. Complicating the situation is the fact that she didn't have any panties on to lose. She had masturbated in the bathroom that evening before she had left for the party. She had quickly put on a black lace garter belt and stockings afterwards but no panties in her rush to finish getting ready. So here she is facing this. He smeared it all over and slid it in me!It felt really weird and big and cold.It kinda hurt and felt uncomfortable.He told me to keep it in as long as I could every day.Eventually he said it would start stretching me a little to accomodate him more easily, then we could make some hot backdoor love as he put it.Then he kissed me and told me he loved me.He loved my nipple ring.I told him my nipple was still sore, he gently kissed it and licked it with his tongue, he said it would make it heal. I didnt know what was going to happen to me, but I was excited. He placed his hands on each side of her hips. She looked so small, between his hands. He smiled that sly smile of his, as he pulled his cock back and thrust it so hard into her waiting pussy, that she lurched forward. I gasped also, seeing how hard he gave it to her. He laughed a wicked laugh, at my response, as he looked at me. As he thrust into his daughters pussy another time , he took his left hand and pushed her shoulders.