.. her tears streak she can't take more pain but she wants too so bad, and finally sixth gear. Down and deep all the ways she's running at 175 easy, h...er eyes feel your arms gripping her wheel, the foot deep inside the cabin... the growl so load she's screams..Fuck me Master, fuck your Whore, Make me your dream Machine.Then there is the Toyota Prius. Soulless. Nothing it does, is worth mentioning. Saves gas.. not a bit. I've seen diesel engines get 70 to 85 miles to the gallon without any. I don’t know why. If everyone gets allocated a certain number of hugs each day then I’d probably gone way past that number today but I still wanted more. Okay, I really do know why. Aunty Penny’s story had disturbed me. And more than that, my reaction to Aunty Penny’s story had terrified me. I figure I know me pretty well. If you asked before today how I would react to Aunty Penny’s story I would probably talk about a lot of crying and hiding in the closet. It never would have occurred to me. I was afraid if she would call my Uncle or Mom and worse wake up my wife. I went checked on my wife and she was snoring on her pills, I know she would normally not wake up till morning now. I kinda locked my bedroom from out side so my wife would knock to get out and switched on the TV and in the living room and waited for my Mami to come out and keep the food in the ref. She did not come out, so I was now worried about her calling some up to at least pick her up making some excuse. so I. Marie cant fathom why this is happening. Why is her brother doing this to her?Rick grabs Marie's head with both hands, and drivers her right to the pubic bone, holding her there. Marie begins to cough around Ricks cock, as spit dribbles down onto her top. Marie cant breathe. Shes trying to force her brother out of her throat but hes stronger than her, and has gravity on his side. Marie, now choking and turning blue in the lips, begins flailing and striking her brother anywhere she can to get.