I braced my hands on the coffee table as he began to fuck me.“Ohhhh, Yes,” I moaned as he hit the perfect spot. Thrust after thrust. Harder and ha...der he slammed his cock deep into me. My pussy felt like it was on fire from all the friction. All I could think was that I was such the slut for letting my brother fuck me again. And it turned me on like nothing I had imagined.That was until I heard my brother called out, “God you’re such the slut aren’t you. You’re so totally enjoying your brother. You will notice that we weren’t touching in any way during any of the shots. At best, he’s marginal. Most of the time, Prince Asshole is one.”“That’s tough.”“He is richly deserving of that description. My boss is paying me and paying all the expenses. That helps to make it tolerable.”“I wouldn’t mind going out with him.”“Except that my boss wanted me specifically, I would put you to work. Trust me though, there is nothing romantic going on between us. Now, Princess Anna and Mason are interested. Bales of grass were transported across almost every night. The cartel was cutting holes through the fence or launching it over the fence.Cocaine, heroin, fentanyl, LSD and other custom made drugs were hidden in everything; under the seats of cars, in their tires. They were in shipping containers, dropped over the wall with small drones. They were being carried by persons or being trafficked in body orifices.Members of the cartel were traveling at will across the border with no fear of the. Since it had a carry handle and since there was a big ass nail over the heater, I figured that was the spot. Most likely it was the place the previous tenant had used for it.A half hour after I started the heater, I had to turn it down to its lowest possible setting. While I drank coffee from the Mister Coffee machine, I began asking myself questions, trying to decide how to outsmart the bad guys.If you came to my door, who would you have to be for me to cooperate? Someone I didn't fear for.