The other hand with its first finger crooked was beckoning him to join her on the bed. He shook his head and smiled down at her. He slid his boxers to...the floor and stepped out of them. She licked her lips unintentionally at the sight of him in all of his glory. All of his glory. He leaned onto the bed and reached towards the waistband of her panties. He traced his finger down her stomach and stopped just at the edge of the lace. He slid one, then three fingers under the fabric and moved his. Over and over. Ifelt like I was hyperventilating and began to feel light-headed. Iabsent-mindedly reached up with one hand and rested it on her hip, andsuddenly her hand was gone off my cock. My eyes flew open in adesperate sulking expression, and she was staring back at me with asteely, serious glare."P-please..." I breathed weakly as I thrust my stiff cock helplesslyinto the air between us.She looked down at my involuntary air-humping and tried to suppress asmile."You're a horny little. "Kyle, you pig. How dare you touch my perfect ass!" I said jokingly.I then noticed he was staring at my perky boobs almost pressing agents his upper abs. I looked up at him."Hello?!" I said as a reminder."Oh... Sorry sis," he said as he walked back and sat on the bed. "Haven't you ever seen boobs before? I mean with all the girls you bring home regularly," I said teasing him."Yeah! Of course! Just not as great as yours! They're perfect!" he said almost amazed.I noticed that I was sitting next. It made me feel very turned on being so vulnerable. He reached down and tied up my hands. I didn't fight because I knew I would lose. He used a knife and cut my jacket off of me. The bottoms I was wearing, were like swimsuit bottoms. They showed off most of my ass and were black. I wore them with my corset. It was practically lingerie. Quickly, each man began to strip. I looked them all up and down. Their bodies were hot. The first guy, was a tall black guy and had amazing abs. The second was.
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