I remember how you like me to fuck myself until it hurts.I take a bottle from nearby my bed and spread my legs.I start to slowly push it into my wet a...d dripping cunt.When it's half way in i force it in hard and fast. I start fucking myself hard, gasping as i pound myself. I fuck myself until my pussy burns, fighting back the tears.I wonder if you'd forgive me if you were here.I'm unsure.Just to be sure i know there is one more thing i should do, no matter how much i hate it.I take my small and. ” “Seems he’s only horny when he’s drunk, then he’s too rough.” “Not real smart.” I said. “If I had someone as sexy as you, I’d fuck you til you walked funny.” “Promise?” She purred. “I’d like that.” I pushed her back, kissing my way down her tummy, headed for her bush. She squealed in anticipation, pushing my head downward. She groaned as I parted her pussy lips with my tongue. I took one long lick through her slit, then attacked her clit. She screamed as I made contact, raising her ass off. I heard a creaking noise and stopped. I realized that I had forgotten to knock, and when my sister found out she would be pissed. She was always telling me to knock on the attic door, but I always forgot to. I ignored the noise and continued towards her bedroom door, which was open slightly. I was about a foot away from the door when I heard another creak, and what sounded like my sisters voice. I froze and tilted my head to look in her room. My sister was lying on her back, and her boyfriend. She was always protective of me, and for a few months after that she kind of went overboard... making me my favorite foods and letting me have my way if I got stubborn and pigheaded (like all teenagers tend to get). But by New Years she got over whatever had softened her up and she went back to being the hard as nails mother I had always known and I stopped being able to get away with much of anything.Isabeau. She's four years older than I am and along with Ivan had been my first and most.