”“How bad do you want it?”“Mmm. I want your dick so badly. I want you to tear up my asshole.” Just as Brandon finished saying that, Nick gra...bed his waist, jamming him down onto his cock.“Unnhh,” Brandon groaned, as over seven inches of dick forced their way into him all at once. The pain was great, but it felt incredible to be fucked so hard like that. Nick didn’t give Brandon time to adjust. He pulled out halfway quickly, and thrusted in even more quickly. Then he pulled out again.“Your ass. My breath catches in my throat slightly as I try to concentrate on my food and not letting my mother see what is happening. My eyes shoot daggers at Amber trying to mentally tell her to stop, but she just returns my look with a cheeky little smile almost as if to say, What are you going to do about it Sam? Her toes rub along my shaft as it presses hard against my jeans along my leg, rubbing it up and down.She continues to torment and tease me, tempting me and getting my cock to leak precum. "Oh, look at your wet face. All covered with my pussy juice," she said as she bent over and kissed me as I felt two things: her tongue slipping into my mouth and her hand taking my dick and pulling it up and down.I immediately shot my cum all over her hand and my legs as she hooted, "Look, little peeper-boy shot his cum all over my bed. Look at all that baby-making juice. You really shoot, Simon. You're a horny little bastard. Well, all this should make you happy. Now go home and jack-off some. Sunset was just an hour or so away. The cool air smelled of autumn and harvests. It was going to be a great opening night for the house.Inside the barn was bathed in red and gold lights and several tattered black curtains sealed off the different parts of the place. An old hay wagon was parked just inside, littered with a few bloodied bodies of would-be trick-or-treaters. A bloody axe and rip-saw lay close by while another fake victim dangled from the rafters, ready to be rendered into.