He had taken his sister out to dinner a couple of times. This was pretty unusual behavior for a brother his age, but I understood. It was Jeff. It ama...ed me that a single action by Jeff could simultaneously be both surprising and expected. I had my friends and my parents had theirs. Just like at home, though we lived under the same roof, we didn’t cross paths very often. I did cross paths with their friends’ children every year. We hadn’t exactly grown up together, but I had known them for some. I was soaking wet. He started slowly pushing his finger into my dripping cunt and rubbed my bruised bottom with his other hand. He continued to lightly smack my butt. I wriggled a little as he continued to push is finger in and out of me. I felt nauseous even though my body was responding sexually. I looked forward expressionless feeling my body involuntarily push back on his hand dripping in my juices. He took the juices from my pussy and rubbed them in between my cheeks. He seemed intent on. Grandpa Jessen had a poker face, so I wasn’t sure if I had won that round or not.The last two slots were newer cars, the first being a 1980 Chrysler Cordoba, not what I would have chosen by any means, but it was a big, comfortable car.“Is this Cordoba Grandma Jessen’s car?” I asked, skipping it to look at the last car. Now that was more like it, though it was never as good as it was supposed to be, it became something of a cult classic later on. The Delorean DMC12.“This ... The DMC 12, all. I shook myself back to reality. But why did that vision cross my mind?I decided to take his fantasy further,” Ok so tell me in your fantasy what do you do to me? And keep driving I want to reach on time,”Rashid started the car and started his ramblings,” I am going to strip all these tight clothes off your body and make you naked. Then I will tie you to a post like a cow and then I will do you whatever I want. You have a sexy ass I want to put my 10-inch dick there and make you cry, your lips.