."Bambi looks at the camera and runs over, "I'm like my favorite kind ofdonut: Glazed!" she giggles... She loos down at herself, "Seriously, isthere... anything hotter than a woman like me, hot sexy, and covered in warmyummy man-juice?"The video goes blank... a moment later, 'playing playlist 3 of 3'the bimbo is in a dressing room cleaning off her cum. "But Mistress D, Ihate cleaning this stuff off, its so wonderful on my skin."My voice laughs, "Can't always have what you want." booo..." she. In fact, Justin pushed the sexual joking maybe a little too far for most friends, but he knew Brittany's limits and knew what she enjoyed.Now they were in their senior year and Brittany could not wait for her birthday coming up. In the (coming up on) four years that they had been friends, Justin had noticed Brittany grow into a beautiful girl. Her dark hair was long, stretching nearly to her waist. Her chest was still rather small, her boobs straining to be a B cup, matching her petite body. "I don't c-care what you s-s-say." Just like your mother," daddy said and he seemed to think about thatfor a moment. "Is that what you want? To be a whore like your mother?You think you can take her place?" Yessss..." I moaned loudly, feeling my heart skipping and I lifted myhead, daring to turn my eyes towards daddy's face."Be your daddy's wife?" he grunted. "You know what that means? No moreschool. No more cheerleading or going to the mall with your sluttyfriends. I'll fucking tie you to the. I squeezed her slim hip and she gave a fake moan.Being summer vacation we had nothing to do and after dinner both of us helped mom in cleaning up the kitchen and I lay bed on the floor as was my daily chore. Lights went off and mom went to bed asked sis to go and sleep.She came and slept next to me. I pushed my hands into her skirt and was surprised that she was wearing nothing. My finger slowing caressed her opening while she spread her legs apart inviting me further deep. The juices started.