I didn’t know how he had done it, but he had wormed his way into my heart even deeper than his father had. I wanted him to stay in my life and to do... that I needed the damn box to work. I wanted to take him to Amity. I had this nagging feeling that that was where my destiny lay.When I got home, I practically raped poor Mike. My actions put his fears to rest that I was having an affair as I carted him off to bed at every opportunity for the weeks after I came home. I tried to be as loving and. He is nervous. Skye, his ex-girlfriend is watching.Suddenly she says, “I said fuck her. Not just stick the tip in. Do it.”With that, he shoves himself into her pussy and starts fucking her hard. It is so forceful that she yowls and stops licking her lover for a moment. Skye smiles at her.Tinsel looks at Skye. “He’s fucking me.” Her body moves in rhythm with each thrust of her brother’s cock. “He’s fucking me so good.”Scott’s nervousness is gone. He looks at Skye watching the two of them. He. No, not swimming or diving or even water polo. Pissing. See? I told you I’m not a nice girl.I wasn’t even half way through when I felt my panties getting damp with arousal. The story didn’t disappoint and I wasn’t even to the best parts yet – I was still building. Oh, and I had to pee, something I had realized as soon as I started. Later, I thought. I didn’t want to spoil the flow of the story by stopping now. Besides, that feeling of a full bladder heightened my arousal. Glancing around. She had on a black pair of jogging pants that gripped her tight ass. When she leaned forward, I could see a white g-string. She was sexy enough to turn me on even though I wasn't gay. I'm just a little...bicurious. "I heard you and your boyfriend just broke up. Weren't you dating for like a year?" she asked. "Fifteen months. I broke up with him just a few weeks ago because he started smoking pot all the time and wouldn't make the time for me," I answered. "I just got out of a relationship.