She wanted to be out of it as soon as possible. She couldn't fault the logic of his argument. Reluctantly she submitted to his instructions. She could...move her lips enough to close them around his cock, giving it a squeeze. And she pushed her tongue up against the underside of his cock, stroking the sensitive area at the base of the head, hoping that she could get her ordeal over quickly."Good girl," he growled triumphantly as she yielded to his demands. "Yeah, lick it right there, that’s the. My invasion of my sister's space was accidental but I don't think that she really believed that. I was dying to relieve myself and I just burst into our shared bathroom without checking that it was vacant and there was Anne sitting on the toilet. All she was wearing was a bra and panties that were in a crumpled heap around her ankles. She was twelve and was well developed for her age with breast that seemed to fill her bra quite generously and she had hair 'down there'. I couldn't actually see. DAYUM! That is the hottest thing I’ve ever heard!” Blurted Lana, with a flush rising on her cheeks. “I love that full feeling when I insert the knob and my rectum closes tight around it. I can’t explain... it just feels so... so good... so full... oh god, so damn good... ohhh ...ohhh... owww... owwWW... OWWW!” “Paul?” she called, “Paul? Is everything OK? Do you have a door knob inserted now?” she cringed asking. Yowling now, “I think... I think it’s stuck! I can’t get it OUT!” “Paul,. ‘The hell I’m not!’ Trish retorted defiantly. She saw Buddy’s arm move, then his fist slammed into her face and bright lights exploded inside her head. The intense pain didn’t begin until he’d hit her several times. Once Buddy started hitting Trish, he couldn’t stop. ‘You ain’t gonna tell nobody. You ain’t gonna tell nobody,’ he said, over and over, every time his balled fist slammed into Trish, who was soon dangling limp from his hand. He kept on hitting her, oblivious to the blood splattering.