She rummaged through a box, grabbed a couple of things, and went to the back rooms. A few moments later she walked out into the living room again. Th...e first thing I remember seeing was the .357 Magnum revolver in her hand which she promptly locked into a steel box. Next was her cut-off jeans – even smaller and shorter than mine – and the white 'beater' she wore as a shirt.No bra. No bra! Her big tits were perfectly molded in the tight cotton fabric. They were heavy and full with high. And a light brown stain, probably where the boxers where trapped between his cheeks. Jo felt weak in the knees. She hadn't even thought of this possibility and here it was: her brother's filthy underpants and she could do with them what she wanted.Feeling her heart pound in her temples and the side of her neck, she brought the crotch of her brother's boxers to her face and sniffed at it. The musk of what was probably her brother's cock could be smelled on it. She then looked at the thin brown. Listen, if you want to get back in business with me, you can live here and you can help me capture victims."I thought about his proposition for a moment and then shook the black man's hand. We were back in business.The next day, I moved into his house and got a call from my mom. Apparently, my mom divorced my Dad and got re-married. My new "step-dad" had a 19 year old daughter named Dana. My mom asked me if I wanted to come down for a week and visit. I clearly accepted the offer to see this. He then banged the hell out of my ass as two of his friends pinned my arms back, I could not stop it now if I wanted. Soon the new guy started to tremble and I felt a huge load of cum shoot out and slide inside my now sore anus. Quickly, his cock was replaced by another one, because all they wanted a second round in my abused asshole.After all them had a second turn in my stretched rear hole, they said they were all worn out.Some of the guys left, but Rufus and Jimmy stayed and we did end up.