“Shut up you bitch.” He snaps at her I scream in pain as she does. “No master please your cock is hurting me.” She cries. “Good, be a good l...ttle whore and enjoy the ride.” He says both men laugh as we cry out with pleasure. “Your note the whores can come without being touched, this is the best part of what is done to them. One pregnant cunt and one soon to be pregnant cunt, both unable to do anything... any time you say a word like bitch or whore, slag will work to... but whore well you can. I told him John had only recently told me. Danny took my hand telling me I was very special as the sarge doesn't normally talk about that nightDanny explained John couldn't forgive himself for that night. While John gave his circle of friends still free run of his home. However, he refused to join in on any fun and often wouldn’t even be here. He explained the group sort of drifted apart as it was not the same without the sarge leading them as he always had. That was except for him, his sister. I cant remember the song, but I knew regardless of the song the way I was going to dance. I shoved him against the wall and started slowly to gyrate my ass against his crotch, he held onto my waist. We danced like this for a few minutes and I felt his hard cock against my ass, then I turned around and wrapped one leg around his waist and began dry humping from the front. He cupped my bare ass, then with his other hand he pulled the tube down exposing my tits, thankfully it was totally dark. She continued to take selfies and chat with people. I laid in the sun and dried off. I looked over at her and she appeared to be sleeping. I looked at her body and she shifted a little. Her legs were a bit more open. I thought I could maybe see the outline of her slit. I wanted to touch her thighs and untie the strings. My cock was rock hard again. My eyes traveled up to her young breasts again then to her face.Fuck. She was looking directly at me. I looked away nervously and I heard her.