Slamming inside of me over and over, he finally began cumming deep inside of me. His heart was pounding and his breathing labored as we came almost si...ultaneously. He shot a huge load deep inside of me and he loved it. God, I have never been fucked with such vigor in my life. It was missionary position sex and it was the hottest thing ever. Who knew it could be that fucking good? As he lay there, panting and sweating in the afterglow, and trying to recoup, I knew where his dirty, adventurous. Hmmphh…” I retorted with a smirk, I thought he was just kidding. Carl had an angry look on his eyes, one that I hadn't seen from the joking, jolly guy from the party. No blow job, no ride…” he said with a devilish smile on his face as he looked at me and checked out my body, God those lips look sweet… If you don't at least show me those kittens give me some head.” I giggled and tried to give him a sincere smile, but I could tell that he was serious. My head was beginning to hurt and feel dizzy. Her cheeks hollowed and her eyes became sunken. I viewed these changes with mixed feelings."Show me your hands," I ordered one day, letting go of her bosoms and lifting her wrists. Her nails were broken and there were hard calluses upon each of her fingers. "Excellent," I muttered loudly, turning her hands so as to look at the backs. They were scratched and bruised, bleeding in several places. "Very good. Yes, that's first-rate." Monsieur?"My heart was pounding and bleeding with emotion. Fear. "No, no, of course not, step sis. I've just never had a woman after me before, so this is all uncharted territory. I'm having trouble wrapping my head around all this, Susanna. I've always just seen you like some beautiful woman I could never be with in any way," he explained taking off his shirt. "Now I just have you after me, so it is mind boggling to me. I could evidently use your company, whether you were nude or not. You know, this whole sex thing goes both ways: if you want to screw each.