All pretense of caution was behind me. I could still feel her quivering. I’m their favorite. I fucked her throat for a few seconds then let up, giving her a moment to breathe, before shoving my cock back in again. I’m their favorite. “One…two…”
“Okay, fine!” Her voice broke on the last word. “Still don’t care,” I said. I grabbed her before she could even react, covering her mouth with one hand and wrapping the other around her waist. I stepped forward. Suddenly she was thrashing, kicking, biting, stomping, screaming, desperately trying anything she could to escape. I was feeling pretty horny one day after I got home from school, so I made for my sister Heather’s bedroom. I made my way to the bathroom. I paused with my hand over her doorknob, took a deep breath, then threw the door open. She glared at me. That’s what I was planning to do, anyway, but I heard noises coming from her bedroom. I reached into her jeans and played around with her panties for a little bit, just to mess with her, before I yanked her jeans and underwear down
