He was so strong and powerful. He wouldn’t let me go. I loved it. His big hands gripped my body a bit tighter. It felt like I was going to melt righ... there. His hands went into my panties. I gasped; I never let a guy touch me before. Let alone my own brother. He started to rub my clit gently. I began to moan. I tried not to but it felt too good. I knew if I would have moaned he would have stopped. I tried to keep it in but I let it out. My heart began to race. “Ahhhhh, Jon it feels so good,” I. Anyway, Leslie was breathing kind of heavily at this point and I decided I had better mount her before Maggie wandered by."Can I get on top?" Leslie asked."Then you can suck on these," she held her breasts in her hands, "while you fuck me from below." I believe I invited you over," I said.She nodded understandingly."Let's do it my way, shall we?" Anything you say, baby, anything."I noticed a half-filled glass of wine; I think a Merlot, from the night before, on the bed stand and reached for it.. Not that I was going to, but they were making sure of it. It was humiliating to be treated as if I couldn't hold still for a spanking or that I would struggle and fight them.If they had simply asked, I would have bent over whatever they wanted and would probably have pulled down my jeans and underwear for them. Instead, they missed the chance to have me submit to them voluntarily. That was their loss.I relaxed and reminded myself that it was going hurt but that I could take it. Long ago I had. Donna remem- bered that Jack had greased her ass more to help himself out than to aid her anyway, but she didn't think anything could hurt the smelly old horse cock that Bud was fucking into her."Do it!" someone in the crowd yelled. "Rip that asshole in two!"She screeched, going insane from the pain and the enforced stillness the restraining hands caused her. She yelled and hollered."See," somebody laughed. "She's begging us to fuck her!" Why don't somebody shut her up?" Bud said.Bud was a far.