Hamesha ki tarah sham ko jab mai chhat par pahuchha to wo pahle se khadi thi aaj kuchh saf nahi dikh raha tha usne mujhe apne pas aane ko kaha mai cha...la gaya mujhe thoda dar lag raha tha to usne bataya mammi nahi hai kahi gayi hai ghabrao mat mujhe thoda relax hua ab mai uski chhat par tha Usne mera lund apni mutthi mai le liya maine kaha jab mammy nahi to chhat par kyo neeche chalte hai wo man gayi aur mujhe apne room mai le gayi uska room 1st floor par tha ab maine use achhche se dekha usne. So, Ihammered away at the keyboard, spending a good portion of both mypersonal free time and expensive office hours in 2019 on Not Very NicePeople and Face the Strange. (Just don't reveal that to my boss,please!)And, finally, here we are. Was this worth the wait (for you) and thetrouble (for me and you)? My aim was that it would be, but I will letyou, the readers, judge whether I succeeded or not.Truth be told, writing the second and third parts of the trilogy didfeel more like a job than a. Monday night was my night alone with my brother. Tuesdays were my sister's night, Wednesday, it was girls' night, and we did threesomes during the other days. I remember clearly that one Monday night, he was fucking my ass, when he said: - I have a plan! We have to seduce mom! Then, we could fuck in daytime! - Are... you humpf ... fucking crazy? - Shut up bitch, you, and your cunt sister will help! He then slapped me on my ass! - No way... we will succeed! She is … humpf.... too straight..... Lips rubbing, stiff tongue licking. "Shit, yes. Lick your Master. My slut." His hand pulls my head back, by my hair. His cock is deep in my throat again. My stomach heaving, clenching as I gag. Yet I want more. I scratch harder, making his thrust deeper, harder. My pussy is throbbing, dripping wet. Oh, god! I cum so hard, gushing. "Oh, fuck, yes, whore. Give me your cum!" I am light headed and weak. Sweat and spit make my face messy. He wipes my face and licks his palm. He loves tasting me as.