“Yes sir,” Cabbage agreed.The pee enema gushed back out all over Sirvaughn’s massive boner and the corner of the bed. He opined, “You a nasty ...punk! Take dis dick in dat boipussy!”“Yes, daddy,” cooed Cabbage.“I’ma git yo’ fag ass pregnant! You love mah big dick in yo’ sissy fag ass, dontcha?”“Oh yes, sir!”“Stupid muthafuckin’, punk! Got me over heah fuckin’ you in yo fag booty hole! You think you cute. You ain’t no guhl, bitch! You a dumb ass faggot!”“Yes, daddy!”“Real got damn stupid,”. ”I wanted to argue back, but I could not. I had a raging hard-on. Sammi’s hand found its way onto my crotch and she silently squeezed my tool through the fabric of my jeans.“No,” I argued.“But I want to,” Sammi pleaded as she gripped my tool. She was making it hard to say “no” a second time.“Fine,” I replied.Sammi placed her drill boots up on the dashboard and arched her buttocks off the bench seat. She then proceeded to strip out of her underwear, slipping her panties past her knees and the. She suffered from nightmares and normally crawled into bed with my parents, but I figured she must have wandered into my room by mistake. In the process of her snuggling up to me her hand ended up on my dick. I thought about moving it, but just left it there. Figured why not. I lay there enjoying the feeling and even started popping a boner. At that point her hand slipped off. So I took her hand and gently and slowly began jacking myself off with it. With my other hand I carefully slipped my. With each thrust, his cock would disappear, making her scream with pleasure and pain. He’d kiss her neck and pull her hair.The splashing sound every time his pelvis hit her wet pussy, the moans filled with his names. This went on for another 15-20 minutes. She could feel a build-up of pressure between her legs. She was going to cum again. She hoped that at least now he would let her have it.The pace of his thrusts increased, and her legs started trembling. A few more thrusts and she cum. And.