All she wanted from now on was a full stomach and arear that wasn't sore.She was weeping. Eyeliner stained tears rolled down her cheeks.Sobbing like ... infant, I could hear her loud shrieks.I took a step towards her. I could see the tears. Her eyes werevacant. There was a look of her intense fears. But also an innocenceto them. It was like a toddler who woke up in the middle of the night.An infant who didn't know where her mommy was. You couldn't blame herfor her fright. A puddle was. Everything I do seems to excite her. She must be horny all the time. Everything seems to turn her on. She enjoyed everything I did, every touch, every kiss. And she was very vocal about it.I moved down and when she resisted I forced her to spread her legs apart for me. I kissed my way up her slender thighs until I reached that sexy place where they come together. I kissed and licked her slit for a few minutes before I started concentrating on her clit with my mouth and massaging her pussy with. One night she had nothing to do and came over my house while my parents were away. We watched TV and drank, ya know, what normal college k**s do on any given day of the week. Because we were drinking we were both horny as hell and the thought of doing something so forbidden was even more exciting. After going home that night I professed that I wanted her really bad and I regretted not making a move on her when I had the chance. After a few days of convincing she came around and wanted it too.. His did not even come close to what I had in my mouth. But, I still loved my brother’s cock. Hell, it has gotten so I love any cock as long as it is in me somewhere. I am really becoming a whore, just like they call me.Mr. Jones pulled his hard cock from my mouth and said, “Ok bitch, up on the bed and get those legs open. I’m going to fuck the cunt that has teased me ever since I met you. I have wanted to do this for a very long time. I have to thank the girls for making it happen.”I got on my.