And they had joked after he had come and was stillinside her, with her moaning, defeated, on the ground.She had thought they would let her go then, bu...t she waswrong. Greg wanted his turn, and had tied her bent overa chair so he could have “her remaining virgin hole.”It was a hell from which she felt she’d never bereleased.“You really think the chandelier is strong enough?” sheheard Greg ask, his cock thankfully removed from heranus.“Sure. Hell, I used to. One day I got lucky I and my brother (cousin) were studying; he stood up and went somewhere. I wandered where he went so I searched when I came near my sister’s room I saw by peeping in that my sister was sleeping and my brother was touching her breasts on top of her cloths and pressing them softly my dick became really hard and I immediately masturbated in the bathroom, and when I returned to see what he was doing I found that he was gone so I went in and tried to touch her breasts to my. As I tried to fall asleep, I couldn’t help but think about what happened. What began as an innocent visit for ice cream and a chance to introduce my friends to my new boyfriend turned into a deepthroat competition followed by some good ol’ fashioned cock riding. My life was weird. Ever since Mr. Chapman caught me skinny dipping in his pool that night almost a month ago, my life had just been getting weirder. I was in the middle of a sort of sexual renaissance, a primal awakening of undiscovered. My preference to watch without a doubt! You might have picked that up about me if you read some of my fantasy stories.Anyway, I had been there for about 10 minutes I guess. The zombies, as we call them, were roaming the isles looking for some action. Most of these were scruffy old men. Some staggered like they were drunk. Could have been poor balance in the near total darkness. I know it took me several minutes to adjust to the dark in there. One young black guy stopped beside me and watched me.