My orgasm was so strong that I almost started to cry. I had never cum this strong before. Without thinking about it, I kept playing with her clit and ...putting my two fingers into her wet hole. I felt her shudder and she must be cuming with me. My hand got even more wet and I could see her toes curl up tight. When my orgasm started to ebb out, I started to relax and I felt her grip on my cock loosen a little bit. She let her mouth off my cock, but kept working her hand up and down my shaft. I had. He then ordered "get naked and show me your faggot ass hole" i undressed and threw my cloths on the ground. he pulled me towards him with my ass facing him and spit on my asshole. he then took a finger and stuck it in my hole saying " this is where you take man cock isn't it faggot!" His aggression and talk turned me on so i submitted to him completely. " yes...please fuck my ass" i screamed. he put me to my knees and shoved his balls in my mouth his cock resting across my face getting harder.. Guess he doesn't like berries, not my problem, more for us. "I haven't even had a chance to taste these," I said, pulling out a handful of them in my hand. I poured a couple of them into my sister's hand, and looked at Tina who was already devouring her share. No point in thinking what it tastes like. From the way my sister is digging in, they must be good. With that said, I started eating. They tasted like berries. Who would have thought. They are a tad bitter but it was certainly going to. Everything! On him, a thirteen-year-old boy. On his face, shame ---and fear.She wavered, briefly, before she walked into his bedroom. The argumentsin this room had been heated and strenuous. Each had always risen to thechallenge of the other, each defiant, each resolute. Could she have beenmore ordinarily tender-hearted? Could her words have not been so hideous,loathing, venomous? 'Compromise' had not been in their lexicon; but couldnot 'compassionate' have been in hers?She gently placed the.