Smiling timidly, still eyeing her big sister, Jamie clumsily poured Orange Crush over ice, returned the bottle of soda and closed the refrigerator doo....“Looks hot outside,” Jamie commented shyly.Kellie snorted; Jamie blushed and Maggie sighed.“Would you girls like breakfast? Pancakes? Bacon and eggs? Cereal, maybe?”Kellie rolled her eyes and Jamie obediently shook her head. “No thanks, Aunt Maggie. We’re fine.”“McDonald’s?” she ventured. Jamie immediately brightened and Kellie squelched her. OH FUCK YES! I couldn’t hold it! OHHHHHhhhhh HELLLLllllllll YESSSSSSSSsssss!”“Let it go, Jillian. Get more than one if you can. I plan to fill your pussy full of cum as many times as I can before your wedding. Hell, I may even sneak a fuck or two after your wedding if I catch you bent over!” I told her and she nodded as she grinned.She was fucking me like Aunt Rita does and I was ready to fill her full of Mexican Jumping Beans. Her big titties were swinging back and forth and I pulled her down. Whenever he snuck off to the woods, if I could, I’d prowl along behind like a starving animal, hungry to glimpse his next tryst with Anna. More than once I was rewarded. From behind a fallen maple, I watched him force her down on all fours, fucking her slowly, savagely, and swatting her backside with his bare palm. I imagined myself as Anna—imagined Eliot doing these same dreadful things to me. My hips writhed against the cool forest floor. I touched myself, wishing all the while it was him. "Larry, you're right," he said. "I guess doing this you stop seeing women as fun and start seeing them just as dollars and shipping weight. Quite a lot of the time it's as if they're not wearing clothes even. You can watch their naked bodies as they walk by — you've seen so many of them stripped, you know what they'll be like. The only surprise now when you get them naked is whether they've had themselves tattooed. I wish they wouldn't do that though, it's much harder to shift the ones with.