I decided to test it out. The cabin had a loft where we kept camping supplies and miscellaneous junk. Old parkas that didn’t fit anymore, tents, sto...es, a few ski poles, you get the idea. I sat on the couch, closed my eyes, and concentrated on getting to the loft. I want to be in the loft. I want to be in the loft. I want to be in the loft. I thought this over and over again for a full minute. Then I opened my eyes. Nothing was different. I was still on the couch. Dammit. Ok, ok. I poured more. "It reads like a porn script at times. But to an extent we know, or knew, these people, yet we didn't have a clue as to what was really going on," Annie mused, her hand dipping to trace a finger around the top of my briefs."It was all over by the time we were old enough to notice. Alan and Tom had both died by the time I was ten, though we do have a lot of Tom's pictures. I do suspect now that Dad and Grandma Jenny still had a little something going on and possibly with Aunt Abi too, come to. That is when I noticed that it was not only him who has send her such clips. I will come into the details of that later.Then I send all the sex chat and voice recordings into my mail and kept back the mobile near her.Then I went to my room and was very excited and angry at the same time as I was going to see her with another man tomorrow. I could not sleep that night and was thinking of what the bitch has planned for tomorrow. And somehow I dozed off by 2 am in the morning.Then she came to me. With a grunt he finally seated his dick head into my ass/cunt, I could feel my anal muscle slip over his penile ridge and snug tight around the neck of his dick head. He moaned and started to pull back slightly as my anal muscle strained to keep his dick head captured he pushed forward again. A third of his member slipped deeper into my ass/cunt. Again he did the same thing, and this time half of his dick slid deeper into my behind. I grimaced in pain and gripped the sheets of the bed, once.