Aaaaa….I was gasping my breath, my hands became vigorous pressing her boobs hard with my left hand, pressing them completely like they r sponge, whi...le her nipples started to poke out. She continued to lick my chest and bite and pull the hairs. I closed my mouth with my hand, while….Small sounds….Mmmmmmmmm came out…. I pressed her left boobs and pull her nipples with her right hand. I pinched them, she put her hand in her mouth aaaaaasahhhh…..Mmmmm……..She was trying the most to hide her moans... With a winding 50 miles of highway between us, I did my best to meet with a hasty departure.After nearly an hour I arrived at the small one-story home my uncle rented. Waiting on the porch with a big smile and a bounce in her step, Amy looked a bit chili in her little outfit. She did have a hoodie on, but it fell just short of the hem of her pleated, white skirt. She had just turned 16 but didn't quite look it. Much to her social-dismay, she was cursed with glasses and late development, though. .. Would you come sit with me, for a while?" What's wrong?"Shawna came around the sofa with a look of concern."Does something have to be wrong for me to want to talk to you?" Normally, yes," Shawna admitted, frankly, crossing her arms."Look, I'm not sure anything's wrong, I just... I want to know what's going on. With you and Marcus, and Hope, I mean."Shawna stared for a moment, caught by the slightly pleading tone of the request. Her mother was only a year or so older than Nick, but where his. A twisted grin was on his face. This, to him, was what it was all about, breaking down women's egos until they begged to be fucked and groveled at his feet and pleaded for more. Once aroused, women were all alike. And he loved it.Roughly, saying, "Okay, I'm going to give it to you," he pulled at her dress bunched around her waist and his sister flexed her knees and lifted her hips free of the floor as he pulled the dress off and threw it across the room. "Like a whore!" he said in a hoarse.