"Mandy loves you Jack; she loves you more than she should." Mom looked at me and said "Mandy needs you as her man!" I was stunned. My mind raced, Mand... as my whore!"Jack sometimes the rules can be broken, as in a case like this. I don't want your father to know about this. I think there has to be rules! Mandy is your sister and except for her illness this would never be. She needs someone to talk to, to kiss her and touch her; women need to be touched."My mind fell, Mandy kissing but no. She tasted of the sweetest nectar I could ever hope for.She took a few deep breaths with her eyes closed and then looked down at me. 'Why are you still dressed?''I ...''Never mind. Just strip and get your skinny ass up here. I need a fuck.' I choked back a laugh. I couldn't see me fucking her, but I could sure as hell see her fucking me. 'What's so funny?''Nothing.'She got off the bed and took off her bra and panties. She was almost as beautiful nude as in her lingerie. 'Where do you keep your. Come over here. Put it in me. I need you to fuck me hard.’ I walked up behind her. I rubbed my hands over her butt. I reached down between her legs and began to finger her clit rapidly. As soon as her hips began to move, I stopped and stepped back. I grabbed my hard dick and stepped up behind her. I leaned down a little and pushed into her pussy with my hard cock. She was so hot I thought she would melt me. Tracey let a low moan, ‘Ohhhhh, yes. That’s it.’ I went into her deep and gave her. Look above us, on the limbs???Judging from your silence and blank stares, the shattered bones and punctured skulls, along side those fresh rotting remains were more then enough. Too prove, we are witches, worse is yet to come. These woods are possessed, any wrong moves towards me. And you’ll be dismembered into bits?, Syrere stated, moving her hands all around herself. Guiding the gazes of the slave traders too sweat even more.?Including, rejecting my friendly hospitality??Rocke, please, step.