While saying this he pushed his dick in my hole. I screamed like hell and told him to take it out. He said that he just started and only his head gone...inside and there is lot more.He pushed his dick again, I was shouting like hell and neighbours can hear my shout. He pulled a bedsheet and put it in my mouth and continued to fuck me again.. It was painful for me first but then it became so enjoyful and pulled bedsheet out of my mouth and let out a soft moan. He was laughing at me and said that. But things hadn’t turned out that way. He was a strong, attractive man with a handsome chiseled face that matched his body. He was in his prime, a finely tuned machine that was meant for sex in the way a racecar is built for the speedway. He was wasting time and energy revving his engine for such an unchallenging and unrewarding track as Ellen. Not when other women always noticed him, attractive women who looked like a woman should. Not like the frumpy, pathetic mom he saw here before him. Not. Fuck!”I stepped closer, pulled the skirt up and grabbed the top of the nylon then stretched and tugged until it came up, over his ass and around his waist. They were tight so I looked at his crotch to see how they fit; his bulge was flattened considerably against his groin. “Where did your nuts go, between your legs?”He bent his head to look under the skirt which I was still holding high “Donno, they don’t hurt.”The next thing I did shocked me even as I did it. I reached between my brother’s. "Clem?" I followed the sound and found Chrissie on the floor of the breakfast room. She was in a very dishevelled state with tears running down her face and her clothes torn. She seemed to be pushing what remained of her skirt between her legs. The skirt was bloodstained. My first impulse was to go and comfort her, but I knew the signs of rape from seeing so many photos of that heinous crime in court. I picked up the phone and called 999. The operators are trained to ask a set of questions. I.