His penis slid back and forth insideher asshole as if it were a piston pumping inside acylinder.Violet moaned, biting her lower lip and squeezing her ...eyesshut. He was hurting her--which was good. She could takeit, she reassured herself. His girth was uncomfortable; attimes, it was even a little painful, but it wasn't anythingshe hadn't suffered before, and it was nothing she couldn'tbear now. In a few minutes, he would reach the point of noreturn, anyway, and her discomfort would end in a flood. Desperately, she looked around the room for cover. The only thing her panicked mind thought of doing was grabbing the cover off her bed and hiding under it, her butt still tied to Pepper's."Grace?" Will called out, concern in his voice that she hadn't talked back to him. "Is everything okay. Nothing happened to Pepper, did it?" No," her voice squeaked out. "Don't come in here."With her voice muffled under the bedcover, Will thought he heard her say to come in her bedroom. So, he pushed her door. Donnie Brisco had the shit business sewed up around here. He took shit, gave shit and made for a whole lot more shit. If there was dirty money to be made, he was making it. It came out at his trial that he was blackmailing women who owed him money, threatening them and their little daughters with rape, then coming up with a compromise.Brisco fucked Mommy, while her daughters posed for Kiddy Porn.The asshole already had a deal in place with the D.A. when this came out, however, so there was. "May not need these." Babe, don't need to cover that body."Brenda turned and wiggled her butt at me then gave it a slap. "Glad you like it." Like it all. Sweet tasting pussy too."She zipped the suitcase up and sat it against the wall. Lying next to me, her face resting on her palm, elbow on the bed, she lazily rubbed a finger over my breast, my nipple, as she looked down at me. "How did I get so lucky yesterday?" Her hand slipped under my t-shirt and rested on the same breast that she had just.