“Slut!” you yell. “You even get wet when I’m abusing you.” Danielle just moans and tries to move backwards to impale herself on your cock. ...bviously she doesn’t succeed; the rope is too short. You enjoy the sight of your desperate, bound girlfriend. The nice guy in you has vanished for today and is replaced by a sex animal. You slowly enter her pussy until your entire cock is buried inside her vagina. Danielle releases another moan and mumbles something inaudible. “What was that?” you ask. My brother stayed away from me for a long time, this I was thankful for as well, and I threw myself into school work, he had moved to 1st year in High School so I didnt have to walk to school, or walk home with him anymore. I was dreading having to go to High School and deal with him, but I was happy in the knowledge that it wasnt for another couple of years yet. But the quietness from him wasnt to last&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,. My brother and I were outside in the garden, our parents nipped out. Tracy had never made it with another girl, but she had thought about it a great deal and, when she did -- usually while playing with her pussy -- she generally thought about Jennifer.Jennifer was every bit as nubile and sexy as Tracy, but in a different and nicely contrasting fashion. She had blonde hair, worn curly and tumbled, big blue eyes that could look both innocent and sultry, and a shapely figure that had certainly inspired many creamy wet dreams and hand-jobs among the local lads.Tracy. I was more or less an individual operator, and that was fine. Even so, to be completely honest, I was excited to be in this position. That said, I could not shake the feeling that, somewhere, there was something that affected me in a deeper, more real way. I was not granted the luxury of exploring that discouraging line of thought. ‘Catch!’ A bottle hit me in the chest. Red sports drink. This must have been what I was waiting that ‘second’ for. Looking up, my suspicion was, of course,.