“Hello,” I spoke clearly into the phone. I was a much better talker on the phone than I was in real life, maybe it was because the person could no... see me I felt less scared in putting my voice on the line. “Hey Brooke,” a boys voice spoke on the other line, causing my heart to race. “What are you doing today?” I was not sure what to say to Logan. I was shocked that he was even calling me to begin with. Normally he did not go out of his way to talk to me, just when he wanted us to meet up. Suddenly the dam broke, it was as spectacular as it was exciting, Reb writhing in the limits of her bindings, and mother triumphantly collapsing on her daughters back. After a moment or two, mother withdrew, sitting still harnessed on a kitchen chair, motioning me to replace her. I was about to mount when my sister cried out, that I was to “take her in the arse, she deserved it!” Mother nodded, threw me the tube of lubricant, and I spread some over my stiff JT, then I fingered her brown. "Damn, I'm sorry, John. That just slipped out, please forgive me, I wasn't thinking." Nah, that's ok, Renee. You're right. For the most part they were wonderful years, that's what makes this situation so fuckin' tragic. Now all I do is wonder how many other men she been with over those wonderful years. See what happens when you lose the trust you've had in a loved one? Everything becomes suspect," John replied sadly."Enough with that crap. Let's me refill these glasses. I'm glad that you came. "Yes, but-but I'm a virgin," I stammer, panting with excitement. "Not for long," he says. He grabs my legs by the ankles and bends them right back to my shoulders. My wet slippery hole is completely exposed. I feel his big thick cock head press against it. He looks like he's got 8" with a good girth. It's sore, very sore but finally he manages to push his way in. As he starts to thrust backward and forward the pain is replaced with waves of pleasure. His strokes are long and slow to begin with,.