Put your hands behindyour back and lie on them.”“What… what are you going to do?”I put on my most severe sounding voice, ̶...;I said,‘Quiet.’ Put your hands behind your back – better yet,under your butt. Do what I say and there won’t be anytrouble.”He did as I told him, lifting his butt slightly to gethis hands under. I didn’t want him to grope me or try toundress me, that would be *cheating*, wouldn’t it?I sat square on his. When she sat up, she looked down into his eyes and said, “Now, wasn’t that a lot nicer than the violent rape you are used to? Bobby, I love my brother and I don’t want to be at war with you, but I do expect you to respect me. Now, here is where life starts to get better for you.”Marsha moved down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking it gently and spreading his pre-cum around the head and shaft. She lowered her lips to him and took him into her mouth. She began to bob her head up and. "Oh he will, he knocked over a box in my room so I left him a little mess to pick up,” Katie said winking at me. And with that they hopped into the van and headed out.I turned and walked in to the apartment ready to finish the job at hand. As I walked into the bedroom looking for the mess, I noticed the box I had tripped over was in order and every thing else in the room seemed to be quite straitened up. The bed hadn't been stripped but the rest of the furniture had been at the apartment since. As a teenager she always had multiple boyfriends (and a couple of girlfriends) but they could never keep her fully satisfied. You would never think to look at her that she was quite the little sex addict. Behind her beautiful blue eyes, golden hair, petite frame and innocent looking face was a sexual beast prowling for the next thrill. Here lately, thrills were few and far between. Now a single mother in her early 30s, life didn’t seem to hold much excitement. She still got around—she had.