One of them even clapped as we came together. We lay there, tired but happy. I realised that I liked it that her brother was fucking her, that I was s...aring her with her brother. Then I remembered that he was back there in the flat, right now. I would see him as soon as I walked in. What would he see on my face? Did I really like it that they were fucking each other? I wasn't sure, and I felt my stomach tense again. Effie glanced at me, a look of concern in her eyes. "You ok?" she asked. "I'm. She had embraced the Goth culture and enjoyed wearing all the markings of that culture... but inwardly and inher own private world she was still an innocent little girl, her outward show of being a Goth bitch was just that... a show. I stalked towards the bed and gently crawled over her. She wiggled and grunted as she slowly awoke... "Wha-what's happening?" My cock felt like it was going to burstas I heard her innocent voice laced with confusion. I punched her in theface, a sudden violent. "All of it baby" was all she said as she leaned in towards his face. She placed one hand on the back of his head and placed the thick head between his lips. "All off it now!" And she pulled his head towards her hips and buried 12" of vibrating dong down his throat and stimulated her engorged clit to make herself cum. She growled and grunted in deep a****l satisfaction. The slut was just satisfying her needs right now. He was struggling slightly as she held him to her groin and the sounds of. She unscrews the vial, and soaks the head in the sweet smelling liquid. As she wipes the bud across her cuts, the alcohol therein seeping into the fresh wounds, her breathing becomes hollow and laboured. Again she reaches for her knife, removes her shirts, leaving her arms cold and bare. With the knife in her left hand, she raises the blade to her right shoulder, and then begins carving slivers of her own flesh off, devouring them like a starving orphan would a five course meal, as her night.