I think I was a secret nymphomaniac, but now you've brought that all out in me. Barely a minute goes by that I don't think about having sex."Doug vent...red in mock sarcasm, "And there's something wrong with that?" No," Emma said after kissing his hand, "it's just that I thought of other, more socially acceptable things before falling into your lot. Now, every male is a potential fuck buddy or lover, and most females near my age hold some attraction too. I wonder what some guys cum or some girl's. If she is, kiss your future children goodbye.Then there's my elder brother, Samuel. He's tall, like me, but that's where our similarities end. Samuel always loved adventure, and is rarely ever home as a result. He is a muscular man with short, black hair and blue eyes.What? Were you waiting for more of a physical description? I'm not into men, and I hardly ever see him. That's the most you're getting from me.Anyways, he is also a bit of a heartbreaker, whisking women and men into his arms one. My Mom set the recorder on the vanity and the females left. Judy flipped me on my stomach, grabbed my hair and pushed my face into the mattress then pushed her tongue into my whore hole she pushed my walls apart and I like a cheap hooker jump on her 13 x 7 inch cock and slid down even if it hurt like hell. Next thing I remember is waking up looking into those black eyes feeling as if I was sitting on a telephone pole, "judy what happened", to which she replied "nothing yet sweetie what do you. I could smell my own blood and filth on him and did not care. His cock slid back onto my throat, the pain and pressure I had felt last time now a perverse pleasure. He rammed his cock down my throat, rammed it so hard that it felt like those hard abs might break my nose. I didn't care. The speed and intensity of his assault built until finally he drove fully into my throat and clutched my head tight against him. I felt his scrotum tighten against my chin, felt the meat of his cock pulse, felt.