Why did I feel relieved. Why couldn't I tell my sister I loved her. Because you love Mary, the voice whispered."Hmm, I love it when you fuck my ass, t...o," Antsy giggled. "I could use a good ass reaming right now." Antsy rolled over, presenting me with that ass and my cock was more than happy to slid into her tight, velvety hole. Nothing mattered, I was inside my sister. Nothing else matters.Except Mary, the voice whispered.I lay on the floor, sobbing, surrounded by empty bottles, clutching my. .. he was often gone.The Marshal was born and raised in Ludington ... got a job with the fire department and rose through the ranks until he was Chief. He retired and took the job of Area Fire Marshal. The pair were fishing and hunting buddies ... had been for years. The Inspector had permission to hunt all over the northern half of lower Michigan and the Marshal knew all the good spots for muskelunge, northern pike and whitefish.When they smoked, the Inspector was a pipe man and the Marshal. She thought for a second about what she would text her match, looking at the profile for any talking points. While she was doing this however, she received a text from her first. “HOW TALL ARE YOU!!!” The text read. “7 feet” Luna replied meagerly. That was almost everyone’s first question when she met someone, and she had grown tired of being such an odd “curiosity". After a couple minutes she received the reply, “That’s soooo Crazy! And you look fucking jacked too, do you work out” “Not. Then he went to kitchen quickly and came with chocolate bottle, squeezed in my asshole and started eating my dirty asshole. I moaned heavily, “Ohhh! Umms! What are you doing my bachchca?? It is not clean properly.” His unnaturally big tongue moved in my rectum. He said to me, “Mom you have delicious asshole.” After a long rimming, he started to drill my asshole and cummed inside it. Then he again put his tongue on my asshole and swallowed all his semen. This time I was shock, I said, “You like.