After that, Christy just looked out the window at the scenery as the farm country gradually changed to the outskirts of a city almost as large as the ...ne in which they lived. This wasn't the only thing it had in common with home. Her brother Denny lived there now, starting his own family with his wife Elise."Looking forward to seeing your big brother, honey?" Christy's mother asked."Sure," Christy said, but she was really thinking a lot more about the hung cousin she'd left behind than Denny.. "Nothing we were just saying goodnight," Darren pleaded his innocence and Kristy blinked trying to regain her composure.The drive home was full of self-talk and ludicrous scenario's so that when she got up to her apartment with all the balloons and let them go she called Tabitha."Look," she said without preamble, "I think I have a crush on your brother and if you tell me right now that you hate the idea I promise I will do my best never to look at him again as anything but a big brother." The. I cinched the rope to the one binding her wrists. I spotted her bathing suit bottom where she had hastily discarded it. I could smell her musky odor on them, and revelled in it."You said you want to be a good girl. Good girls get to cum. Do you want to be a good girl?" She nodded silently. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, holding her bottom in her face. "But you're not a good girl, are you? You're a bad girl, aren't you?" Nooo-" She stopped when I shoved the bottoms into her mouth.. It felt incredibly warm under the cold water, which had filled most of the tub by then. She could already tell what was coming next. "Please don't," she begged pointlessly. "It's still sore."Randy pushed on her back, forcing her to lean forward so he could see her asshole. At the same time, the bottle in her cunt was pressed into the bottom of the tub. Her asshole was quite puckered from already taking such a pounding. He pressed his two index fingers inside and pulled it apart. Tiffany sucked.