Her Blonde hair was in bouncy ringlets and her C-cups were just as bouncy. Her teal tank top was showing them off very well. Her jean mini skirt was c...ntimeters away from exposing her thong. Her black boots, hoop earrings, and Coach purse topped off her outfit. One last glance in the mirror and she was ready to go. As if on cue, Miguel honked his car twice. Ashley rushed out of her bathroom, down the hall, and out the door. Miguel looked just as hot. He was. ” he whispered.“No!” I whimperer through my heavy breathing. I tried to grab him but my body was almost paralyzed to the very core from the devastating climax. “Pleas fuck me! **** me!!” I begged.Victor continued “I’ll be back Friday. If you want me to give you what your husband can’t you need to prove how bad you want it…I want you to get all done up, hair and everything. I want you looking better than you did on your wedding day. And whatever you wear it betting be something really fucking. It was only later I realised it was not him readying me for penetration, it Sara, who was playing with her brothers dick and fingering me, pulling my panties off and her brother's trousersOnce our lower extremities were free of clothing, I was pushed onto my back and penetrated, and as we humped, Sara got off the bed and stripped naked and got back on behind her brothers heaving arse, and began licking his bum hole, until her saliva ran down his crack, onto his balls and continued onto my own. Yet still he felt bound to continue, a debt of honor in aiding his sister through this time of strangeness…(The Viewer’s voice cackles across the maze of rooms and halls in the manor. Pleasure and pain, horror and honor, all such emotions, and thousands more conveyed in an instant from hundreds of minds, bodies, and psyches. Each one is examined in luxurious detail, and cataloged away, after it is sampled, into the recesses of the Viewer’s mind.)(Comment here by me – No I do not want to, nor.