It would be a mistake. My favors are not mine to give. My 'employer' is my keeper in every sense that matters. But those eyes, those lips, the way he ...oved next to me, I had no resistance to any part of him. And he seemed just as taken by me.A meaningless fling at a gaming convention. How cliché! And yet I found myself kissing him passionately in the hallway; trying to let go of each other long enough to get to the elevator. Pulling up his shirt as we ascended to a room — his, mine, who cared. Over and over that dick was getting me closer and closer to an orgasm. Up on your knees and take it like the little bitch that you are..BEG FOR ME TO GO EASY. At that point I didnt know what to say, so I got up on my knees arched my back and prepared for it. Please be easy! You dont have to hurt me! I said. Keep Begging for it you scrawny little bitch! I own you now! You do what I say when I say! He pushed his dick in me as hard as he could and the pain was out of this world. I said keep. Eventually we broke apart and he proceeded to kiss me down my neck. With his mometum slowing I began to get impaitent, jerking his head up by his hair."Don't be gentle with me."I said it with pure seriousness and a wicked smile spread across his face. He pushed me down further into the mattress and playfully bit me. I squeeled with the sexual rush it supplied. I realized with those words I'd unlocked a beast in my brother that wanted nothing less than to rip me to shreads in the dirtiest way. I. She shook her head. "I... I don't know, Jennifer." Aw, Mom! Please!"I'm sure Jennifer will be quite safe," Mrs. Oliss offered. "If I had any doubts, I'd never allow Tamera to go. But Vic's a good boy, and from the little I've met of Stan Lubin, he's been very polite and well mannered." She had a very hard time keeping a straight face, saying that garbage. Cylvia Oliss had first hand knowledge that Stan Lubin had gained his nick-name from his way of fucking girls as much as from his football.