She had a nice pair of big tits which was good enough for me.I saw her waiting by the bus stop one day and pulled over,asking her if she wanted a lift...She got in and we fell into conversation.After a while i remarked on how sociable she was.'Normally your a miserable bitch.Certainly you are at work'.'You cheeky bastard' she said.'Sorry,but thats the impression you give over.I find you attractive but i always said i couldn't imagine fucking a miserable bitch like you.But the way you are now,i. 'That good, Ricky? You like it?' He smiled and nodded. 'Like my cock?' Again he nodded. 'It's not as big as yours…' Ricky inhaled sharply. 'Maybe not, but it’s perfect for what you're doing right now, bud. Ahhh… It's just… Unh…, right,' Ricky pulled the sheet mostly off of us and lifted his leg, opening his asshole a tad more. My hand on his hip, I at last found a rhythm. I was fucking my big brother's asshole. It was fantastic. He took my hand and guided it to his semi-hard cock. I began. Blood had begun pouring out of the rival'sthroat."Which one is you?" Spencer asked.Oliver was already blushing. "Ummmm...I'm...the guy doing the knifing."He grinned meekly.As usual, Spencer took the extremist approach. "Is this the kind of lifeyou want to lead, Oliver? Do you want to become a gang member? Do youknow what kinds of lives these gangsters lead? It's not as glamorous asthis. You know that, don't you?"Oliver sighed, having gone through this routine more than once with hisprude of a. ." I know I look like a freak." No, you look great! So, what does the doctor say?" My knee needs some rest." Is that all?"Yep," she said and made her way to the elevator, clumsily dragging her braced leg.As we entered the elevator she leaned on me, and looked up with those blue eyes."My body is so disappointing," she muttered."I would not say so," I said, wrapping my hands around her waist."You know what I mean."We went out of the hospital and headed toward the taxi stand. Nicole was walking.