Just tell me if you want me to stop.”I felt his buttery soft hand run down the cleft of my ass. His fingers slipped between my cheeks as he pulled b...ck up. I shuddered with the first touch of his middle finger to my anus, I had never felt that before. Yes the doctor had checked my prostate but that was a lubricated latex covered finger shoved straight in and pulled out. This was different.Levi leaned over me for the lotion, his cock went between my legs and I humped back against his hairless. It was fun for about three years,but into the fourth year I started having very serious reservations aboutthe cruelties I had inflicted on my little brother. But by then, all ofthe damage was already done and we had a broken slave girl.I was actually happy that she was rescued from us for I knew even if Iwent against Sandra's wishes that Sandra wouldn't stop hurting her. I washappy she might be able to live her own life. But I kept feeling the needto see her, and apologize for my part in the. He was the one to take her virginity when she turned eighteen and they had spent the weekend fucking their brains out but that was the only time.Christy mumbled, “You know how I know, asshole. So will you do it?” She said, giving him what he called her ‘puppy dog’ eyes.“Even if I agree, what makes you think she will?”“Today is her birthday and I am giving you to her as her birthday present. You know it is rude to turn down gifts.”Will just looked at Christy and shook his head, a plan. Meg traced the outline of her son’s hard cock through his jeans and was not surprised when a wet-patch appeared. Her nylon panties were wet from her own juices afterall.She unzipped him and extracted his engorged phallus with some difficulty. She was always amazed at the heftiness of her son’s penis in her small hands. She used her red-nailpolished fingertip to dab at the globule of pre-ejaculate that exuded from the eye of his cock. She bought the finger to her lips and put out the tip of.