I love m*****in’ yo’ punk ass, fag!”“Yes, daddy. I’m your little sissy bitch!”Antwan’s home was a little two-story 1,000 square-foot hou...e that had been purchased and built from a Sears Roebuck catalog by the original owners decades ago. It was a tiny wing-and-gable-style farmhouse with two generously sized bedrooms and a cramped bathroom upstairs. Gary turned off the headlights. He saw the thin-framed youngin with the juicy booty exiting the house. “Look like Twan fucked the shit outta that. Brian pushed away from his desk and leaned back in his chair as Nicole entered. Quickly taking her in fully as she stood a foot or two back from his desk. As he pushed away from his desk and looked up at her face, Nicole naturally lowered her gaze in embarrassment and deference. Her view panned down across his muscular chest as he crossed his arms, and stopped just above his desk. Gazing absentmindedly at Mr. Smith's crotch she wondered, what, exactly, the rough khaki hid. The feeling in her. Jake had Lana go into the hall and cover the men as he herded them out the door. He had them kneel on the floor in the living room and told Lana to go check on her aunt and father. He was worried she might not be able to shoot her brother if he tried anything. He on the other hand, would do so in a heart beat.Lana rushed down the stairs into the basement, and Jake heard her calling for her father. A groan answered her and Jake figured the man was still alive. He heard a vehicle pull up out. I'm a horny slut now. Sorry then what happened?He has this fetish for face fucking me. He gets pretty rough and I'm OK with it. I make this ack sound. Over and over as his cock hits my throat it's ack, ack, ack. I have to pull back for air drool dripping off my chin onto my tits. Then he's right back at face fucking me. When he's going to cum he pulls my head forward until my lips are touching him. He pauses and a load of his hot stick cum slides down my throat. I don't even have to swallow..