“The boy isn’t legal yet, but he will be soon. A week from Thursday he turns eighteen. On the following Saturday his mother is throwing him a Birt...day party. We’re invited. Then on Sunday the professor goes out of town to attend a conference in Boston. She’ll be away until Friday night. That week is when I will be fucking his brains out. Now, if you’ll promise to keep your hands off of him, I’ll let you meet Sam.” Sam was Gail’s fuck buddy. Gail would often regale Wendi with stories of Sam’s. But mom said it would be easier to remember if the name were close to mine. So Jacqui it was.? I was speechless. The coincidence was mind-blowing. Was Jacqui really a figment of my imagination? Or was she as real as the photograph? I was silent long enough for Jack to reckon that there wasn't much else to say.He started to say good evening: ?I've got to go in for dinner. My dad and I, we?re eating real early so that we can make visiting hours at the hospital. What I told you about my mother ?. He had now got two people helping him to rape me.The next two hours were a blur litterally as soon as Lucky entered me I was coming. Lucky seemed to know exactly what ian wanted. Lucky was french kissing me and fucking me I must have come about eight times. Lucky Knotted in me and I could feel his warm semen shooting inside me. eventually I passed out completely.When I came round Luck was dragging me across the floor by the ankle. He dragged me backwards over the ottoman. I was splayed half on. "You can look at it if I can look at something."My heart fluttered again, but I felt so relaxed when I peeled off my shirt to reveal my average-sized breasts. I stood there, nervous, only in my panties, which I now noticed were beginning to dampen. I shivered in the cool air as my brother's eyes stared at my erect nipples. I let him look a while longer before clearing my throat. He solemnly drew the comforter back to reveal his hardness. It was stiff and proud and jutted out from his lap. He.