And thank you for letting me stay. She was passed out on the floor with beer cans and a baggie of something laying beside her. Twack twack twack. No use in going overboard. “Really?”
The only words that could escape his mouth after his door bell rang in that fridgid January morn. His twitching cock slowly deflating, and a hard couple of smacks to her ass, and it was over. And now with nowhere else to go, she was on his door step at 3 am looking for a place to sleep and stay warm. He tied her legs up so she was now spead eagle, defenceless and still unknowing that a brutal attack was intimate. A sinister thought crossed his mind and as the anger boiled in his veins. Erica was a lot of things, but cock sucker, and for that matter anal sex, was never on the table. She pleaded with her eyes, begging him to stop this torture. The 5’5″ blonde with 34 c tits and a dynomite body shivered and followed him up the stairs, straight to the fridge for something to drink. Her gaze fell upon a blank, stone eyed return. But now her brother’s pussy juice soaked member, was abusing her mouth. You are (pant, pant) making me ughhhhhhhhh!!!!
