Chuck continued to thrust into her. He leaned over her and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it, and giving it love bites. She lay under her ...ounger brother, knowing that she could never face him again, knowing that he had screwed her, and enjoyed it so much. He said things to her that made her feel like a common street whore, as she lay twisting her head from side to side, hoping that this nightmare would end. She wished that she could wake up to find that this had all been a horrible. On the opposite side of the room is another counter, sellingbrand name popcorn, pretzels and coffee, and a gift shop with displays ofpostcards and all the things that seem to exist only in roadside stores.Beyond the gift shop is another dining room with vinyl cushions glued tothe seats, and where the employees bring the food to your table on largerplastic plates and provide thicker paper napkins.Because it is midday in late August, the building is, while not crowded,heavily occupied. Some. Though every now and then I would just sit back and watch the people. I really got a kick out of it, and I saw some pretty strange things! People would get wild there and it never got busted. It was a cop hangout, cops don't piss in their own watering hole. One night I was sitting at the bar looking one direction but listening to two older women sitting right next to me. I heard them say, "Here she comes." "She's in here all the time!" "Last week I saw her take four different men out to the. He put his cock right at the entrance to my cunt and I tensed.“Don’t do that,” he said, “you want to relax. Think about relaxing your pussy.”I tried to think about my cunt, but it didn’t really work. I could sort of relax my tummy, so I did that. He pushed the tip of his dick into me, maybe a half an inch, and the pressure was significant, but OK. I realized I’d taken a really deep breath, so I let it out. I felt a tiny bit stretched, but it didn’t really hurt.“That feels OK, daddy,” I said. “I.