"Pretend I'm her," the woman cried, her voice trembling. "And fuck me the way you'd fuck her. Fuck me, like you were fucking the maid." "Yeah!" the ma... yelled, driving his hard tool deep into her pussy again and again. "Take that, you randy little maid. Can you feel that?" Kneeling on the floor, Sylvia fucked herself faster and faster, her head was spinning with lust. She saw the man forcing the tip of his thumb into the woman ass, making her whimper. "Oooh yeah, make me cum," she howled, as. Unable to find solace in sleep. The girl beside him stirred. Starting to move in her sleep, edging towards wakefulness. Brandon tried to concentrate on a memory of her. Any memory at all. Tried to find anything about her in which he could remember exactly what had happened the night before. He remembered being at the party. His fraternity had thrown yet another party. Were always throwing a party. The brothers were nothing if not consistent. And he’d sat there in the smoky room watching all. With each type of lifting, I stopped when they started talking about how I was lifting a lot more than they expected. When one of them wanted to know how I worked out to get this strong, without being a walking slab of huge muscles, I cast my phone to the big TV they had on the wall.“You probably heard about the crash a few years ago shortly after school started back up. My best friends were in that car. Back in elementary and middle school, they watched out for me when I was ignoring. At about one o’clock in the morning, my bedroom door opened. I could see the silhouette of my sister briefly in the doorway from the moonlight streaming through my window. The door shut just as quickly and quietly as it had been opened. I could see she was wearing a robe, and then the robe fell to the ground and she came near my bed. I opened my eyes and strained to see the nakedness of my little stepsister, but the moonlight wasn’t bright enough and I didn’t want to risk turning on a light. My.