The woman was dragged out of the bed as if an invisible hand had grabbed her by the throat. She hit the wall beside the man and crumpled to the floor,...gasping for air with a welt worn into her neck from an unseen force. He grabbed her chin as if to steal a kiss, forcing her to look up at him. She had spoken to him in German, so he answered in kind. His voice was deep and commanding, undeserving of someone so young, yet the power he wielded and the twisted depths of his soul were unlike any. Her ass and pussy felt incredible, and her entire body was buzzing as she came. She sucked hard on the cock in her mouth, and Jeff lost it. He moaned into her pussy, causing further sensation to her, and his dick jerked. Cum flew out of his penis and into his sister’s eager mouth. She expertly swallowed it as her own orgasm died down. She felt her brother’s dick jerk in her mouth again, and more of his salty semen pooled inside. She drank it hungrily, eagerly – she could drink his delicious. Rod Shore had lived an interesting life, or so he had been told. Like every life, his had been a patchwork-like conglomeration of high points and low ones. At one time, the high points had dominated his memories, but as the years had passed, there were fewer and fewer of those events. Now, it was a struggle just to remember what had happened yesterday, and many mornings, he had trouble discerning where one day ended and the next one began. Lying in the warmth of his bed, he was visited by some. The two of us had basically fucked our brains out the day before with various partners, and were in dire need of some rest. Since most of us had played our lusty games until the wee hours of the morning, we didn’t get out of bed very early. By the time we did arise, Paul, Tom and Dave had already had breakfast and were gone. They left a note saying that they were taking one of the boats and heading to the far end of the lake, planning on hiking some trails there. Tiffany and I, along with.