HOW DARE YOU? That was the last she ever said, Alan tackled her off the stairs that led to the attic, broke her neck on her way down, and he realized ...hat he did once he saw her, lying dead and his daughters muzzled cries interrupted his thoughts, he did not have time to waste, he closed in on her still virgin daughter, penis erected, throbbing as he will be abusing her, tough she was not wet nor excited, he penetrated her in one move, not caring for her safety nor her feelings, roughly. Xxx Kate gave me away as a present to her two butch friends for a night, as a plaything, from them to rough up a pretty little thing like me. I let them do it. Let them shove me up the stairs to their apartment ahead of them as they laughed at my round ass swaying in the little pleated skirt I wore. Let them run their fingers up my firm thighs to abuse the gusset of my panties already soaked with my juices. I wanted to be their plaything; I wanted them to use me in any way they pleased. At. James was left standing between them his aching cock sticking out at right angles in his hand.He watched as Jenna slowly slid the black and white bikini bottom down Krista's fine shapely legs. James ducked his head to get a view of the glorious pussy that was exposed with just a tuft of blonde hair forming a 'V' above her pouty pussy lips. As Jenna touched her sister's clit with an extended finger Krista moved her hand to untie the little strings that held Jenna's bikini bottom in place. It too. ’ For a moment or two, Shelley just looked at me. And then she said: ‘I guess so. You’ll have to tell me where you live though. Do you live in London?’ ‘Yes. Not far from here,’ I said. I took blank cab receipt from my pocket and scribbled my address on the back. ‘The easiest way is to just head along Marylebone Road, past Great Portland Street station, and then turn right down Fitzroy Street.’ ‘I could come after work tomorrow.’ ‘Tomorrow? Tomorrow would be good,’ I said. ‘Yes, tomorrow would.