"It seems a neighborand friend of his is also bereft of cable."Not needing her to spell things out, I reeled back in horror. "Emma,don't even go there..."Playing coy, a skill she'd perfected as a teenager, my sister tilted herhead as she looked down to study her nails. "Go where?" You want me to stay and... and..." Oh please," she groaned. "We're only going to be watching a footballgame. What's so terrible about that? Besides," she quickly added, "it'snot like you haven't done this before.. Suddenly he pulled my away, lifting me up and placing me on his desk. He kissed my neck, grazing my stomach with his finger lightly and passionately, leading down to my nipples and nuzzling them, sucking softly and nibbling gently. I moaned loudly, pushing his head down instinctly. He ran his finger to my pussy as he gave my breasts and stomach attention, rubbing a finger along the folds of my pussy lips. A shoot of electicity powered through my whole being when he brushed my clit. I arched my. He reached down and lightly flicked her clit piercing. She sucked her breath in as much as possible through the gag and was arching her back as much as possible given her position. He stripped his clothes off quickly and mounted her. He had just barely slipped the tip of his cock inside of her, pulled back out to see it dripping with her juices. He did this several times before reaching up to remove the gag from her mouth. He made her promise not to make too much noise if he removed the gag.. ”“Dan deserved to be with Wendy, not me. I was now at my wit’s end. When I left home from Dan’s party, I headed for the Hen House. I happen to pass by the road that led to the abandoned quarry. I knew it was a long drop off the edge and the drive off the cliff would kill me. I broke down the gate with my car and floored it.”“What made you stop Mom?” Brenda asked.“Just as I was approaching the edge two wispy, ghost or spirit-like figures appeared in front of me. They put up their hands up and.