To admit that he loved her, or cared deeply for her, now that was something completely different. For all the years he had known her, he had always ha... a soft spot for Cade’s younger sister. Maybe because she reminded him so much of his own sister. But as the time went by, Ann had gradually become more than just a friendly face. Instead she had turned into a woman that he watched and longed to know better. Cade would murder him if he had known, and so he had kept his interest to himself while. I had just wanted to fuck him like a normal girl, and then, as I said, I was begging him to fuck me, ass and pussy and back, piss in my face, slap me, spit on me, all kinds of crazy stuff. I think the idea of whoring myself was on my mind more than I realized. I knew, in my heart, that Al wanted to whore me out. I couldn't quite get my mind around that, but I was pretty sure I was going to do it. I had been feeling like a whore ever since I fucked my mom and Cecil and Judy and Rachel. I thought. And then my imaginings were shattered when I heard her voice:"Finger me, Belle! Please finger my pussy!" she bellowed, "don't say anything, just DO IT!"Wow, I thought, such a demanding little thing she was being. I found myself swooning when I heard her command, and I instinctively obeyed. I pushed my middle finger into her moist opening, and buried it to the hilt."Oh, that's it, Belle, that feels so good! Use two fingers now, and fuck my cunt hard. Oh yes, rub my clit too, oh god yes!"By. The feeling was electric. I took a little more or the lotion and smoothed that out over both breasts. By the time I had finished which was only seconds later, my nipples were as hard as rock and if you could hear nipples, I'm sure they were singing. I know I was!This got me curious and since I had got a distinctly erotic sensation from my panty-region yesterday, I wondered what stage it had got to.I reached down and slid my middle finger between my lips and across the top of my clitoris. It.