"Enjoying yourself girls?" asked Carol, who was sitting in thepassenger seat."Yes Aunty Carol," said Jessica.Emma and Michael replied in kind."I reall... like your dress Jessica," said Emma."I got it from my teacher," replied Jessica."Your teacher?!" replied Emma and Michael."It was a school dress, for plays. They were going to throw it away,"said Jessica.She ended up explaining how she had first worn the dress and how thishad led to her mom and dad breaking up."That brother of mine needs locking. She let out a pleasurable moan and ground her body against mine. I slid my hand down her smooth stomach and slid it between her legs and folded my finger against her mound. Her hips were really thrusting and grinding while she shook her head from side to side. Her breathing was ragged between a variety of other noises she continued to make as she twisted between the door and my body. With one hand I reached down and undid my belt and my pants as I worked my cock free. It sprang to attention and. She looked as though she were in ecstatic prayer.For a long moment we simply stayed like that as I recovered from my orgasm. Then I backed out of the doorway and into her room again, pulling my pants up as I went. Without thinking, Carol dropped down to all fours and crawled in after me. As soon as she was inside I closed the door behind her. Carol came to a stop...and simply waited. My semen was still all over her face and glasses—a drop of it fell to the floor from the end of her chin,. He lay in a heap on top of Nena, her hard breasts poking into his chest. He slowly rolled off of her still body, still slightly panting.Still sobbing softly, Nena turned over, and grabbed a pillow. She laid her head down, her sobs muffled by the feathery down. Constancia reached over and softly stroked her back. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She said cruelly.Nena's sobbing turned into crying. She replied, in a choked voice, "Please Constancia ... what did ... I do ... to deserve this? What?".
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