I began to realize she had a crush on me. At first I thought it was cute, but then began to see her less as a little kid and more as a possible girlfr...end. She was 3 years younger than me, but at our ages it didn't seem to matter much. I began to hang out more with the girls, taking them to the movies, the mall, and other places they might want to go. My little sister thought it was great, as she got to run and go, and Mom trusted me to watch after her and Heather.One fateful night in August,. T. returned home, his parents offered to let him stay in an empty floor of their mansion outside Raleigh – between flying and MBA work at Duke he was hardly ever going to be home anyway, so he accepted. Like Tim, J.T. had always dreamed of building his own house. He had had many conversations with Sheila over the past three years about what her dream house would look like, and unbeknownst to her, he’d hired a builder and signed off on the project. The house would be finished just a few weeks. . day and night, night and day, a rain of sweat pelted the greenery beneath her, but she failed to notice, being filled to completeness from the furious fucking. A completeness that would soon fade away, leaving the constant craving for more that tortured her soul.Her eyes grew distant as the sensation swelled and burst inside her."Slap me," she called out."What?" he panted, not sure he'd heard right."Slap me, slap me hard!"Without slowing the motion of his pistoning hips, he obliged her, with. My Mistress turned to me and smiled in that sultry was she has that just drives me crazy, then whispered, "I hope you remember this the next time I piss in your mouth."She then picked up the flogger, raised it above her head, and brought it crashing down across one of my tits. Before I could even think to cry out with the pain she had given me, she raised it again, and that time the thongs found my other tit.Then, as if only one huge voice were doing it, every throat in the room cried out,.