She grabbed at it to hold it tight.A new corrupting thing crept into her brain. She never saw it coming. It was a stealthy shadow and it darkened her ...once brilliantly selfish mind. She seemed unable to think of anything else anymore. And she didn't care. How could she? Nothing changed, really. Just the goal of her lifelong ambition had shifted.It slowly turned her into a sex crazed, lust ridden creature.And it made her moan.The impossible heels sent jolts of giddiness into her legs. It radiated. Adevilish smile crept slowly at my lips and I turned for the door.As I passed Krystal's room I glanced in, the door being open so I wasn'tsnooping too much, and noticed that her suitcase was in the closet onthe floor. Guess that means she's unpacked. It didn't help my mood andwhen I got to the corner by the living room saw that she was watchingthe American Idol search show, it was just beginning. Nothing likewatching a train wreck. I wondered if she could sing or if there wassome. "We glared at each other for a moment, but didn't speak. The whole time, I continued to rub my brother's member and make him jiggle somewhat. I couldn't help, but to cheese again and then he brought his hands to my butt."I love you, sis," he moaned, bringing me towards him."Now tell me you want me to be your fuck doll, bro. Just like a blow-up doll, but it'll feel so much better when you screw me. You also don't even have to position me in the right place either; I'll do it for you. Whether you. It was very clear to Gina that these fans wanted only to see how much she could endure, and how she would end up being broken by these b**sts. It was her plan to disappoint the fans and win the money!As she was getting to her corner, she felt her ankles seized in a large pair of hands. Like a contestant in a wheelbarrow race, she moved her hands trying to get loose, kicking her slender legs to free them. It was no use, the hands were too strong for her, her legs were raised up higher and spread.