Was he serious? Could she trust him? What if it was all some sort of setup? What if their Father caught them? She shuddered, that last thought sent ch...lls down her spine and tied her stomach into tight knots. A sudden wave of nausea crashed over her, and she darted to the bathroom and threw up several times in the toilet. Fuck, now Ill have to clean it again she thought angrily. Then it dawned on her that she wasnt sure why she was puking. She didnt feel like she was coming down with something.. Her filthy responses still surprised him.“Oh shit...yeah that’s it....fuckin poke it ...poke it” insisted J’Arnie, “ ...in and out...oh god...you have one big dick...keep it moving...oh yeah...fuck me...that’s good...fuckin good...oh...oh...oh” and she was in the ribald moment of a very pleasant dicking in her arse.“Fuck...yeah...man...sweet...what an arse...orh...orh...orh” and Hamish was lost for words in overwhelming constriction and his stepsister’s sphincter’s flexing. She was a whore at. She was standing at the end of the bed with her panties and Bra. She climbed upon me and removed my pants and then my underwear. My cock was as hard as a rock and erect. She touched it. That moment was as if I had reached heaven. She squeezed it, sucked it. She was enjoying the sperm coming from there. At times it was painful but the resulting feeling was incomparable to anything. I got up & removed my T-shirt and I released her breast from the bra jail. We both were now in birthday suits. Only. But he was unprepared for what was to come, for until this moment he had never truly known this ageless child. In the two decades in which he had known her, always was she carefree and untroubled. Seemingly unaffected by the troubles plagued by immortal existence, she processed a sweet innocence in boundless joy. To see her this way, be-stilled his heart! He offered her his flannel pajama shirt, which she pulled over her head. The garment swallowed her supple form hanging nearly to her knee and.