He managed to pin her down and work his way inside her, but on his first thrust in he exploded and filled her little hole with his hot, sticky seed. "...Holy fuck!" he exclaimed. "You have no idea how fucking amazing you feel". He began kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear. "Fuck off!" she screamed, pushing him off of her. She gathered her pants and panties from the laminate floor and ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind her.She sat on the cold tile, knees to her chest and face in her. My sister grew up in the brothels, and she worked for Papi, too. I think she had a hard job at the brothels, because she always had little bruises on her. When I would ask her about it, she’d laugh and tell me not to be so silly. I think The Fingers would sometimes take her so they could do things they couldn’t do to me.People would do anything to my sister, even disgusting things, especially when I had my period and they wouldn’t have me.She was always trying to get people to do things for. “Wow, news travels fast! He is a really great kisser. Molly, I had the best night of my life! You know what Molly? I’m falling in love with Brad Miller and he is not gay!” She texted Brad then shut off her phone. “The tongues will be really wagging at school tomorrow,” she said to Molly.Abby put her hair up in a high ponytail and slipped into the warm water. She relaxed for a few minutes then her fingers started to roam over her slender body. She touched her firm breasts, gently rubbing her. I peeked in. There was no sign off anyone home. It was kinda of weird. She did not have any furniture. Maybe she just moved in.I pulled up my shades to the top of my head. I moved my hand on my clean shaven face. I had shaved the rest of my body before I left on vacation. I even shaved off my short light brown patch over my cock. I wanted to start something new. I felt the wooden floor board move under my feet. I was on a big deck surrounding the house. I stopped for a second. I could hear some.