She leaned against them, placing her hands to each side while letting me finish.“I just want to clear something up,” she blurted out.“Like what?...�� I retorted, not bothering to look around.“A misunderstanding; I never wanted you to come here, just saying that's all.”I wriggled my cock to get the drips off and was about to stuff it back into my trousers. I listened hard at her crackling voice without even looking at her. She spoke in paused and broken sentences; uncertainty seeped through to my. Sure, she wasn’t the most endowed in her bosom, but so what? Some girls, such as Becky and Lucinda, had wonderful breasts, and that was nice, but Candace had great legs, lovely blonde locks, and athletic energy that she put into the act. There was something to be said for those, too, and I always took note of a girl’s assets more than her supposed weaknesses. They were all desirable in their own way.“Damn, boy, you really know how make a quickie spectacular!” Candace declared.I couldn’t help. It felt naughty to yell that out in her mom's house, in her mom's bed, with her mom's son.Chris needed no more invitations. He climbed in between Krista's legs and angled his thick cock down towards her pussy. He pressed his head against her and slid in with no resistance. She was wet and tight. He thought he was going to cum right now but held back. Krista's legs were high in the air and spread wide as her brother began pounding deep inside of her. He wrapped his arms around her and held her. The blonde in the cage has a lot of fight in her, you'll notice. Her wrists are cuffed behind her back, she's naked as a jaybird, and she's in a cage used as a coffee-table. She has to beg for a bedpan, as well as any food or water she'll be eating or drinking. I always make her work for it, but still she has that fire in her eye.You see, she's convinced that she's special. The whole world has told her so, and of course she knows I kidnapped her because of it. She knows every red-blooded.