Instead of pulling out, I feel Bryce push forward, gradually inching his thick shaft inward. Arrrrrgghhhh it hurtssss, pleeeeease stttttopppp&hellip, ...My screams for mercy only fuel his excitement. Just relax sis, it will feel good before you know it, Bryce states. I feel the tears well up in my eyes and then slowly overflow and trickle down my cheeks as my brother continues to bury his bone into my bowels. His cock feels more like an arm and fist sinking into me rather than a penis. It feels. I was his and nothing would take me from him… I just had to endure the discovery in the hard way. There was no way he would know that I felt the same way. That I not only knew, but cherished the fact that I was his. Mind, body and soul. It all begun one day, the day I got lost in the markets parking lot and an eight year old Marco found me there crying. He took me by the hand and brought me to his mother. She was to be one of the most eccentric persons I would know and also someone I would soon. She spread her lips wide beneath my hand and plucked at her clit with her middle finger. She raised her torso up and began to pump up and down with her hips. Slowly at first, she allowed my full length to gradually rise in and out of her warm and tight rectum.Almost in time with her clitoral manipulations she rose and fell, each time embedding the full length of my cock deep inside of her."Frig me Billy, frig me harder. " She insisted as the rhythm of her thrusts increased.I could feel the hard. Finally she said, ?Yes sir.? She said it without even realizing what she had done, but he also knew that she had been thinking out loud. 18 months ago.Samantha was on her knees in front of Mr. Davidson. She was being belligerent today. She wanted to go home and be with her parents. On the other hand she didn?t want to be with them either. They were the reason she was in this situation. Mr. Davidson was not impressed at all by the temper tantrum she had just thrown. ?You can throw as many temper.