Her heart seemed to be beating a little faster this particular morning as the image of Raven’s breast lingered in her mind. She was willing to bet t...at Raven had let her robe hang open on purpose when she had leaned across the table, she wanted me to see her. The notion encouraged Jordan and she decided to go ahead with a plan. After finishing her meal, she offered to help clean up from breakfast. They loaded the dishes into the dishwasher, both women finding a certain comfort level working. ? I slapped his ass cheek with my hardcock, and he responded by wriggling seductively at me.? Without furtherado, I pushed my unlubricated pole into his waiting ass.? He grunted asI thrust my hips forward, burying myself deep inside him.? I felt myrod expanding as I took him harshly.? Once I reached bottom, I bentover him, my breasts pressing into his back, my nipples slipping overhis sweaty back.? I was like a machine revving harder and harder, mypiston pumping in and out of him, my mind. Besides, I was wondering just what Uncle Mitch had in mind. I mean, was he going to make me stand in the corner and take a picture of me to show Mom, letting her see what a slut I was without showing her a video of me with a cock in my mouth? Or was he going to just threaten me with a picture of me wearing a dog collar so that he could blackmail me into behaving forever? Or was he just going to laugh so that I’d be even more humiliated than I already was and yell at me about showing some. Yes, John fucked me. NO, I was not drunk I was drugged. I was stoned when he fucked me. He wasn't the only one who fucked me either. OH GOD BILL. I am so sorry. I have been such a whore. You are going to hate me when you see what is in the box John gave you. I am so sorry."I went out to the living room and tore open the box. What I saw was three pairs of torn dirty panties, and four videotapes. I went over to our VCR and put one in. As it came on I dropped the box I was still holding. My heart.