‘I want to fuck you until you scream for mercy.’ He made a point of brushing his hard on against my ass. ‘My brother is a lucky bastard. If I wa...s him, you wouldn’t walk straight for a week… or more. I’d fuck you every day and night.’If anyone looked my way they would see me blushing. Thankfully, I was being ignored by everyone but Matt.Ever since the episode of my schoolgirl outfit and Mary Jane stilettos, his younger brothers had been trying to get another piece of the action. Jay was absent. But only because I had been thinking of Abby each time. When my hubby licked my pussy, I dreamed it was Abby.I would tell him to finger both my holes, and think of her long slender fingers inside me like last week.There was only one thing for it. I still had her number in my phone from years ago. I wondered if it was still her number. Only one way to find out. I dialed her number,and on the 3rd ring she answered with ,"Hi Jen, I was thinking of you earlier". "Were you ?," I asked,secretly. .." He encouraged, his moan heard from behind the filming camera as it points down to record the Billion Dollar Princess sucking on his lengthy cock, her head bobbing smoothly with already her long hair swaying a little from the motion as those lips stay nicely wrapped around his member. "Ahhhh... Yeah, get deeper on it Stephanie... I want to see how much of me you can get in..." He added with a chuckle, getting a glare from the beauty blowing him not just from his words but when he reaches. ”“Thanks,” I said.I hung up the phone, left the office, went up to my room, threw myself onto the bed, and cried. After about fifteen minutes, I got up, took a hot shower to help clear my head, dressed, and went back downstairs. I got the pipe that Stephie had given me, filled it with tobacco, and then went out to the back yard to smoke. I sat puffing my pipe, thinking about what I could do and I felt helpless. For some reason it was different from when Bethany lay close to death following her.