" I had a break, in-between classes and I thought I'd call and talk. If I'm interrupting you, I can call back." No, no, no, no, no – I would drop an...thing and everything to hear your beautiful voice, my dear sweet Caroline. By the way, what is your middle name? I assume you have one, because they're very common in Irish families for both boys and girls." Actually, my complete name is Caroline Laelia Masters. My married name was Caroline Laelia Beaumont Masters." Is that L A E L I A? And B E A U. I could tell just by feeling how puffy and swollen her pussy lips were, they felt fat and fleshy in my hand I couldn't wait to have my mouth on it. I was still kissing and licking her neck with one hand holding her hips, pulling her arse into my now solid cock, and the other stroking her pussy when she began to unbutton her shirt from the bottom up.She turned us around so that we were facing the big mirror on my wall next to the door. It was long enough that I could see from my head down to her. He had that mighty brown shaft in one fist and he movedit to her twat. I saw the knob slide in and I heard itsquelch. Petra’s eyes opened and shut again and shepanted, “Do it Ben… do it now! Fuck me hard!”He fucked her hard all right. He was thrusting, ramminginto her, and she was pushing up to get him deeper. Hemoved his hands beneath her buttocks to lift her fromthe bed, and her hands gripped his shoulders.Ben’s thick, brown shaft was like a piston now. Petrawas. “What wrong?” he asked, trying his best to sound sympathetic. Becky shook her head and was silent for moment but then blurted out.“I hate our family.” Darryl’s eyes shot open. “Not you,” she said, a tear welling up in her eye. “Not mom or dad. Not any one person. Just the thing as a whole. You know we’re not normal, right?”“I know what you mean,” Darryl said with a sigh, putting his arm around his sister’s back and patting it comfortingly. “They’ve always been very cold. I guess it rubbed off.