I sucked a little longer her deep navel and moved on. When reached her panty the sweet smell of her sweat mixed with her juices hit me. It was just aw...some. I moved my nose closely over her panty and smelled her. She was restless and arching her hip towards me. With put keeping her waiting I kissed her vertical lips.. MMAAAA!!! She went out of control and more juices came out and she had a climax.She was unconscious for some time. I sucked and licked her pussy over her panty. By the time she. He was only two years older than me, but already carried me to our mother, with his shirt pressed against my wound. For a five year old, I don’t care what people say, but such a reaction is really impressive. I have to say that my brother matured quite fast for his years. It could be because our father died, I was to young to remember him, but he does. I think he took the role of the man of the house, and maybe that was the reason, why I was attracted to him so badly, and unfortunately still. I never thought I’d be so happy to have to charge my phone. I dialed 911 while the banging on my door continued. I could hear Brian yelling, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying. ‘911, what’s your emergency?’ ‘My ex-boyfriend broke into my house. He’s been… beating me. I locked myself in my room, but he’s trying to get in.’ I tried to speak clearly past the panic. ‘Ma’am, what is your address?’ ‘5986 Cedar Road, I live in Airendale.’ I watched the door as it began to buckle under his. There was a large mirror in her room, opposite her bed, andoften she would d**** me across her lap on the bed or bend me overbefore the mirror so I could watch myself being punished, a trulyhumiliating experience. But I soon found myself watching her, admiringher dark, flashing beauty, the fire in her eyes never more intense thanwhen she whipped me, cheeks flushed rouge with excitement and passion,her massive bosom heaving magnificently as she panted and thrashed mesoundly. She seemed to.