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..” She whispered then paused.“Kiss it. “ Roger directed.June looked at the dick then back up at Roger’s face. She had meant to say “touch i...” but the words didn’t come out. She leaned forward and kissed the head of his dick softly then took her head away and looked back up at Roger.“That wasn’t much of a kiss, was it? Kiss it like you would your lover. Lick it all over and wrap your laps around it. Do it until I come.”June was taken aback by his forceful tone. She never had him order her to do. His parents were out at work so we had the place to ourselves. On the floor was my fourteen year old sister Mel, her white blouse thrown open and she wasn't wearing a bra. Her short skirt was up around her waist and her knickers were missing. Between her legs Des was thrusting away, the only sound was skin slapping on skin. Des was going first because it was his house and he had supplied all the drinks and snacks. Watching from the other bed were Sam and Rick each waiting, somewhat impatiently. I ride sidecars,’ she stated as if I wouldn’t recognize the family name. ‘Any relationship to Joe and Robert?’ I inquired. ‘That would be my dad and my uncle,’ Katy whispered with sadness in her voice. Joe and Robert had both died racing. They were both top riders in the world and both had died doing what they love. I tried to convey my condolences. ‘I’m sorry for your losses Katy. They were both great men, and from what you have told me, it sounds like their legends live on with you.’ ‘I. "This fucking food is overcocked you useless slut!" I told her and grabbed her hair pressing her face down into the steaming hot and saucy food, really rubbing it into her face."Lift up you skirt" I ordered and she was more then happy to do it, a lacey little thong in bright pink was going down between her white plump little cheeks I smacked her hard over and over again quickly turning the cheeks pinkish red instead."Get down on your fucking knees" I had hardly told her before the girl was on.
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