You grasp a handful of my hair and pull me to my feet, giving me a smirk and wrenching my head back so you can give me a brief kiss of courtesy, a gli...pse at affection, a preemptive apology to the actions to come. I slide my palm down your broad, strong chest, and grind hungrily against your bulging jeans. In that second of shock, I take my opportunity and bolt upstairs into our room, your boots thundering behind me. I bound into our room, and you manage to catch up to me, one of your hands. I realized that it was working. I could feel the wetness around the clit and the taste was awesome. She suddenly got up and asked me to lie down. She got on to the customary 69 position and on top of me. I dug in. All the taste was now directly in my mouth. I started going deeper. Her moans got harder. Suddenly her body started shivering. She got up and quickly started riding me; really fucking hard. She started screaming. I spooned her directly into doggy style and pulled her hair and formed. Using my hair, he dragged me to my feet. I felt his hot, saliva soaked cock sticking me in my belly. He lowered his mouth to mine and used his tongue to own my mouth. Towels on the floor forgotten, he lifted me in his arms, carrying me to the bedroom.He tossed me on the bed, growling, "Get on all fours."I obeyed. He knelt behind me. I felt his hands spreading my ass cheeks. I could feel his hot breath on my tight pucker. I held my breath in fear. His tongue made a swipe from my pussy to my. It was more my style and self to be all uptight and bottled up. I spent the second hour and most of the third curling in a wood and fake leather chair, pressing the hard armrest into the small of my back, trying to balance out the pain that was pressing out from where I guessed one of my kidneys were. My mom would glance overat me every few minutes, her forehead knotting up with lines of worry as she looked at my face all screwed up with my attempt at hiding the pain. I didn’t want her seeing.