She hasn’t said “No” or “Stop.”Mark kept his strokes slow and even, and she adjusted surprisingly quickly. The thin red welts showed up beau...ifully on her pale white ass. Watching the tremors flow through her helpless body made him harder than ever. The silent tears falling to the floor were priceless.He reconsidered his original plan to push her more before fucking her, but the urge to take her then and there won out. He could test her limits later.But Mark made the mistake of laughing and it. Not exactly a camel toe, the shorts cut straight down the middle with each labia symmetrically framed as she scrubbed back and forth. Just for a moment I imagined the delights inside, but as with much that is taboo, often it is better to imagine so I turned away; but did not forget that image. Several weeks later I was sitting in the shade of the lanai reading a book and needed a drink. I called out for the help to bring beer without reply. Pissed that I had to get off my arse, in this heat,. .Can’t your mouth can’t be shut ?She :sorry ..Me: at least tell her no to tell anyone ..If this goes something wrong seriously trust me you are so dead ..She : okay done :) Me : she is pretty cute though ..I winked :pShe : (winked back )really ?Me : yeahShe : hey bro I got idea ..Me : what now? She : I will ask her threesome?Me : omg ! I didn’t know you are such a idiot .She : listen , she was interested about us when I first told about this …I will convince her some how ..Me : what’s your. “What you mean?” she asked. “I have been thinking. I live with Mom and Dad, and it is time I get on with my life. And, if I bought it, I would be closer to you,” I said, hurriedly. Trina got up and went to her closet. I knew what was in THAT closet. She was going to consult her spirit guides. Trina always did this on major decisions. She told me that the spirits would guide us in the right direction. Grabbing a small bag that contained her spirit stones, she came back to the table. Pouring them.