The only way to prove it one way or the other was to view the video, so far so good I thought. Well I was in the guy's house if the video existed he w...uld keep it here, but where, somewhere safe and secure. I started to search the house, trying to look innocent, asking where the loo was, that sort of thing. Looking upstairs I found a small office at the back of the house; I shut the door and set about searching. After a few minutes the only place left I hadn't looked was a locked draw in the. The intense sensation in my pussy spawned another feeling, too. It was an itchy ache that seemed to reach right past my conscious mind and into something primal and basic. I wanted to be fucked because I had made myself incredibly horny and I planned to enjoy the heck out of it. But, something else was happening too. Now, my body was demanding that I follow the story through to the end, that I allow myself to be raped and despoiled in the most brutal, humiliating way possible. I had convinced. “What do you mean, Jamie?” “I mean you’re coming with me, Leah, I’m not taking a no for an answer,” he said, smiling. “Well, it looks like I don’t have any say in this, so I guess I’ll be coming with you then,” Leah said, smiling as she looked into the face of her rescuer and hero. The two just stared at each other, slowly closing in the gap between them and becoming more intimate. Jamie put his arms around her small waist and picked her up, setting her on one of the bar tables. She wrapped. Heather what are you doing? I turned my head to the side and saw my little sister standing by the door. Im not doing anything Sarah, I said as I stood up from the bed. But youre naked and I saw you touching your pee hole, she giggled. Lots of girls do that Sarah. I sat down on my bed and motioned my sister to sit next to me. Havent you ever touched yourself? No, she said as she shook her head. Hmm, I said. Well youre starting to become a big girl. How old are you? 10? 11? Im six, she said as.