You go pester your sister ... she should be out of the shower by now. Remember, let her feel like she is forcing you against your better judgment to t...ke the photos she wants. You will get better photos.”“You need to write magazine articles, Mom.”Margaret Mancini had graduated from the University of Rome and was determined to make a career for herself as a journalist.She was a tall nineteen year old young woman with a very sexy, sultry looking body. Her face was finely chiseled, as if a master. “I don’t think that huge thing is even gonna fit up my ass!” She moaned looking back at him.“Oh you want it up that white ghetto booty? I was going for your pussy, but if you insist…” He said acting like he wasn’t gonna go for her ass.Pink didn’t say anything and just stood there in anticipation. She wanted to tell him not to fuck her ass, but there was something that made her want to see if she could handle it.Ant stood behind her, pressing his chest against her back as he rubbed his dick up. I started to cum screaming out OH YES OH YES .I could feel his cum shooting inside me,what a stud I thought.His cock was throbbing inside my cunt and I was gushing.I sat on his cock,deep inside me.He said he needed a break,so we all sat and he rolled another joint.We shared it again.We all laid on the floor high from smoking pot.After laying there for awhile he said he wanted to fuck us laying side by side.We went to his parents bedroom and we laid on the bed side by side as he took turns. I get up and stretch, then walk down to the lounge. Marty, from the mailroom, is there. I ask him how he is, but he gets up from his chair and stares at me for a second. "I had Ken Parker figured for a fruit, but not you, too. I'm not working for a bunch of sissies!" He's shouting now. "I quit!" I am shaken by the encounter. My head is pounding, and I know something is terribly wrong here. I go to Ken's office and close the door. "All right. What's going on? What's happening? Marty.