Aimless, that was me, a few hours soaking up the sun on the sand, a walk through town, the day was passing, but I was only going through the motions.I...did go back and buy the book that Terry denied me yesterday, so there, the clerk was real impressed, Im sure. Of course I stopped by the post office, and mailed it home, not wanting to get ass whooped again, cant be to careful, my cheeks still stung from the beating I had received earlier. I dont know if it was the emotional overload or what, but. Hat hurt terribly of course, but if she passed out from the pain, hebecame reallyangry and tortured or beat her. Lately he had beenpromising her to get somelarger dildos for their games. A nice ten incher, he hadpromised.In the twisted minds of boys like Brett, they areconvinced that females truly loved and needed huge objects shoved up their holes.They believed that the sluts just didn't want to admit the fact, even tothemselves. Most of Brett's buddies felt the same way he did, somaybe it was. It wilted a bit around the edges when he saw a petite woman stumble out of the door and look wildly around. She belted her trench coat tightly. ‘Ma’am?’ He asked her uncertainly. She turned at his voice and looked at his chest. Frowning, she jerked her head up to his face. ‘Bob?’ She asked in what sounded like disbelief. Her hand flew to her throat. ‘Ah, yes, that’s my name, ma’am—’ Bob’s head turned as another figure came out of the door. ‘Ah,’ he said in relief as he saw the man holding a. ” I got up and rammed my cock into her wet tunnel. She took me easily though she was tighter than her sister. Holding Dee’s ass, I fucked her with fast, hard thrusts, pouring out my frustrated desires, knowing that those desires were still very much about Angie. Dee’s tits swayed beneath her with the motion of our bodies. Sliding a hand beneath, I rubbed her clitoris as my cock slid past it. I felt my seed rising from my balls, ready to erupt into my sister-in-law. “Here it comes,” I gasped,.