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http://www.incesttabooo.com/intruder03.html
The Intruder
Part 3
He pounded his cock up her asshole, reaming out her rear
entry as he lustfully pawed and fondled her soft young
flesh. He snickered at each groan, chuckled at each
whimper, laughed at each cry of pain, and his cock grew
even thicker inside her asshole.
Jones had never been gentle with women, even those who came
to his bed willingly, but now he was finding a delightful
pleasure in his complete and unchecked domination of the
girl. He could do anything, anything at all to her he
wanted to, and his mind spun through idea after idea.
But for now he was still tired. He rammed his prick deep
into the college girl's asshole and spewed out his morning
load of sperm juice, churning her rectum into butter as he
let it suck the last drop from his cock. He withdrew then
and went into the bathroom to piss and wash his cock, then
returned, grabbing another pair of panty hose from the
dresser.
He tied them around her ankles and bound each to the bottom
of the bedposts so she couldn't get on the bed again. Of
course this meant that all her weight was hanging on her
wrists again, but he didn't care. She was tied so she
couldn't move at all, that was what he wanted. He jumped
back into bed and fell asleep again.
Jessie was dazed and limp when he woke again some hours
later. She didn't even raise her head when he got out of
bed, yawning, and moved past her towards the bathroom. She
yelped and woke quickly when he smacked his hand down on
her behind as he passed.
He came back out and undid her legs, then used a knife to
cut the panty hose off her wrists. She fell to the floor
and bed, moaning weakly, her stiff legs unable to hold her
weight. Her hands ached fiercely with returning
circulation.
Jones grabbed her by the hair and hauled her off the bed,
throwing her on the floor near the door.
"Get your lazy cunt downstairs and make me breakfast,
bitch, otherwise I'll use the belt on you again. I want,
let's see, I want pancakes with lots of butter and syrup.
Now get moving." He kicked her in the side to enforce the
order and she cried out, grabbing her side with her wounded
hands.
She half crawled out the door and downstairs to the
kitchen, then sat on a chair for a few minutes trying to
gain come control of her brain. She got up then and
started making pancakes, afraid of what he might do if he
came down and found her sitting around with no pancakes.
Not sure how many he wanted, she made a lot, taking bites
out of a couple as she made them for fear he wouldn't give
her anything to eat. He came downstairs finally, naked,
which disappointed her since it made it obvious he had no
intention of leaving soon.
He munched on the pancakes without complaint, his eyes
moving from them to the window to her. "Kneel on the floor
there, cunt," he said after a minute, gesturing to the
floor next to his chair. She did as he ordered, sitting
back on her heels as she watched, ready to dodge a blow.
Instead he cut off a piece of pancake and put it under her
nose. She wasn't sure what to do though since it was
obvious he wanted her to eat it she did. She snickered and
cut a number of other pieces and ate them, then he cut
another and she ate that. He was, she realized, feeding
her like a dog.
That would have made her mad before yesterday, but now she
didn't care. So long as it didn't hurt he could do what he
wanted as far as she was concerned. It wasn't like she had
much pride or dignity left to protect around him.
He finished eating and she washed the dishes, but he didn't
leave the table. He went to the fridge and looked inside,
then opened the freezer and looked in there. He pulled out
the ice cube box and the trays and sat back down at the
table.
"Come here, slut," he ordered. She walked over and he
grabbed her wrist, pulling her across his knees with her
ass in the air. He fondled her ass cheeks for a few
seconds then smacked his hand down hard, making her cry
out. He snickered, then poked his finger into her cunt and
pumped it in and out a couple of times.
"Real hot in there," he said. "Maybe I should do somethin'
to cool it off."
He plucked one of the rounded ice cubes out of the box and
pushed it against her cunt lips. She jerked in surprise,
then clenched her teeth as he held it right against her
clitty, the cold becoming a burning sensation that made it
difficult to hold still.
He laughed and pushed the ice cube right into her cunt
opening, shoving it deep inside her hot body.
She gasped and panted but gave no other display of what she
felt. He picked up a second cube and slid that into her
cunt as well, then a third, then a fourth, then a fifty and
sixth and seventh and eight. Each cube pressed against the
one before it, jamming it higher inside her lower belly.
She began to shake with the terrible blistering cold she
was feeling high inside her totally unprotected innards.
Nothing cold was ever meant to go up there and so her cunt
chute didn't know how to react to it. He pushed a dozen
cubes into her cunt, so they ground slickly against each
other inside her belly.
He slapped his hand down hard on her ass, laughing as she
cried out again. Then he picked up another ice cube and
pressed it against her little round anus. She whimpered as
he forced the cube into her asshole. Her whole lower body
was soon shaking uncontrollably as he forced a dozen more
cubes up her ass.
He was like a kid with a new toy, and she was the toy. He
snickered and laughed as he pushed more cubes into her cunt
and then more into her asshole, forcing both tubes to bulge
out inside her belly. He soon had to jam the cubes in hard
to get them inside, for there was little room left inside
her, even though the things were melting and a little
stream of water was dribbling out her cunt slit.
He forced even more cubes up her asshole, so the round
opening gaped wide, parts of several cubes visible in the
space. Her cunt was also gaping open with more cubes seen
between her split lips.
"Doesn't that feel goooood?" he sneered, rubbing his hand
up and down over her pussy and asshole.
Jessie didn't answer him. Her belly felt like it was ready
to split open from the pressure pressing against the walls
of her pussy and anal tube. In addition, her belly
quivered and trembled with the numbing cold as the dozens
of hard cubes ground and clinked together in her abdomen.
He shoved her off him and onto the floor.
"Make sure none of them cubes come out, whore, or you're in
deep shit."
He got up and fished around in the drawers, finally coming
out with some thick electrical tape. He returned to her,
bringing her wrists together behind her back and taping
them together. He took off a big strip of tape then and
put it down the middle of her ass crack and down between
her legs, pressing it hard against her pussy mound.
He'd done it to keep the ice cubes inside her, but suddenly
had an idea. His eyes narrowed and his smile broadened as
he stared at the girl kneeling on all fours in front of
him. he pressed the tape hard against her pussy, then
gripped the end and ripped it up hard,
She screamed, her knees coming apart and dropping her on
her belly as he tore the tape up off her. Cubes spit out
her cunt and asshole as she howled in agony and writhed on
the floor. Jones laughed and looked at the tape. A thick
mass of cunt hair was attached to the bottom.
He forced her to kneel again, then tore off an even longer
strip of the two inch wide tape. He pressed it against her
belly button, then ran it down her abdomen and up between
her legs again, rubbing his hand up an down the tape,
pressing it tightly against her flesh.
She trembled and whimpered and began to sob in anxious
anticipation. He snickered, then gripped the edge of the
tape near her belly button and ripped it upwards as hard as
he could. It tore back down her abdomen and up over her
pussy lips, ripping out masses of pussy hair with it as she
shrieked in agony and flopped on the floor again.
He clutched his sides and howled in laughter as he looked
at her fiery red, nearly bare pussy. He kicked her onto
her back and spread her legs, examining her crotch with
interest. She'd only had a narrow band of pussy hair on
account of the high cut bathing suits that were
fashionable, now this band was nothing but a thin, almost
invisible shadow.
He ignored her babbling pleas and tore off another strip of
tape, fastening it over her cunt and abdomen once more. He
held it by the free end as she moaned anxiously. He
waited, knowing the waiting was torture on her, then tore
it back suddenly. Again she screamed, though not as badly
for there were far less cunt hairs left to be ripped free.
He stopped her writhing and examined her cunt again. It
was nearly as bare and smooth as a baby's butt, hardly a
hair to be felt and none to be seen.
Her ass and cunt had spit ice cubes across the floor though
so he replaced them and then put yet another strip of tape
down between her legs and up between her ass cheeks, this
one just to hold the cubes inside her.
He sat back in the chair then and dragged her up between
his spread legs, pulling her face down over his fat, hard
prick. She took it into her mouth, shaking and trembling
from pain and cold, but willing to do anything for him so
long as it didn't hurt.
She bobbed her lips up and down on his cock, her tongue
rubbing furiously against his cockhead as she tried to
bring him off quickly.
She was hindered by not being able to use her hands but he
was in no hurry, sitting back with his legs spread and his
hands resting on her head.
He sighed in relaxation, happy with his little toy as she
ran her lips back and forth, up and down his cockshaft. He
pulled his feet up off the floor, resting them on her back
as she sucked his boner. He suddenly shoved her head down
hard, punching his cockhead right into her throat.
She gurgled in pain as he snickered and sighed in pleasure,
the feeling of her throat choking around his cockhead
wonderfully sensuous. He forced her head down until her
lips and nose were mashing against his belly and crotch,
then let her pull back up again.
She gasped for breath as his cockhead popped out of her
throat and back into her mouth, then sucked even harder on
it, hoping he would come. But he jammed her head back down
again, forcing the cockhead and several inches of shaft
back up into her gullet.
He came then, pumping wads of sticky cum straight down her
throat and into her belly. He sighed in pleasure, leaning
back in the chair, his hands behind his head as he let her
head rise again and his cockhead slipped out of her throat.
His hands slipped beneath her and he cupped and fondled her
fat titties. Then he had another idea.
He pushed her away and went over to the sink and turned on
the cold water. He let the tap run for a minute so the
water was extra cold, then poured it into a big pot. He
turned off the tap and put the pot on the floor, then
dumped in the remains of the ice cubes. He stirred it a
little with his finger, then drew it out and licked the
cold digit.
Jessie watched him worriedly as he turned and grinned at
her.
"C'mere slut," he ordered.
She crawled over to him and he gripped her by the hair and
arm, bending her forward, pushing her chest down over the
pot. Her fat melons pushed right into the icy cold water
and she gasped in shock, trying to pull away. He snickered
an laughed, pushing harder, immersing her boobies in the
ice water for a long minute.
Finally he pulled her back out of the water. Her tits were
now swollen and hard with the cold, her nipples erect, hard
like little pebbles. He pinched them, then bent and took
one into his mouth, sucking avidly.
He sucked the other nipple, then returned to the first one,
his hands stroking the hard, taut fleshy mounds. He pulled
back then and picked up the pot of ice water, dumping it
over her head. He howled with laughter, then got up and
went into the living room to see what was on TV. Nothing
much was on except soaps and game shows so he came back to
play with his toy.
"I have to take care of the horses," she announced.
"Horses?"
"Yes. They're in the stable. I should have gone and
checked on them yesterday. They'll have used all their
grain and hay now and will be starved."
"Well, by all means, let's go."
First he put on some clothes, then, refusing to let her do
the same, he followed her outside to the stables. He cut
the tape off her wrists, freeing them, then ignored her,
examining the horses as she poured them grain and water and
set out hay.
"Any of these stallions?" he wondered.
"No, they're all mares."
"Too bad. I would've loved to see you sucking off a
horse." She didn't answer that as she petted Donna, one of
the mares. He looked around the stable, prying into
corners. She thought about jumping up on Donna and racing
away but he had his gun stuck in his belt and would almost
certainly shoot her before she even got out of the stable.
He picked up a metal device from the corner, a long tube
that looked something like a bicycle pump and examined it.
"What's this?" he asked. She looked over and swallowed in
surprise.
"I uh, I don't' know. Just some piece of junk that's been
broken for years."
He put it down again and wandered away, much to her relief.
He opened a fridge and looked inside. It was stacked with
pills and medicine for the horses. He lifted out a big
half gallon container and looked inside it.
"What the hell is this?" he demanded, frowning down at the
thick, white, creamy stuff.
"Just a uh, an ointment for the horses if they get a sore."
He turned it around and then grinned broadly.
"How come it says horse semen on it then?"
"It used to uh, have uh, horse semen," she gulped as he
carried it over to her. He was smiling as he approached
but when he was a couple of feet away he swung his hand and
cracked it across her face hard. She whirled around and
fell to the ground, crying out in pain.
"Lying little whore!" he yelled. "You're a filthy,
stinking slut!"
He pulled the roll of electrical tape from his back pocket
and quickly taped her wrists behind her back again. He
pulled her up to her knees by the hair, ignoring her
screams of pain, then opened the big round plastic
container and bent her head back.
"Okay whore, here's some horse juice for you. Drink it."
"Nooooo!" she screamed.
"Drink it, cunt!" He pulled her hair even harder, but she
clenched her teeth tight, refusing to drink the horse
semen. He pulled harder on her hair, forcing her head way,
way back, thrusting her two round tit balls out against her
taut skin. He glared angrily at her, thinking of pouring
the whole thing down on her head.
Instead he set it down away from her. He scrabbled around
beside her, still holding her head back by the hair as he
pulled his belt from the loops.
"Fucking cunt face bitch," he snarled. "I'm gonna show you
your place!"
He doubled up the belt then slashed it down against her
right tit. She howled in terrible agony as the heavy
leather cut into her tender mammary.
He raised it and whipped it down again, this time on her
other tit. Again she screamed, the sound so loud and
horrible the horses shuffled uneasily in their paddocks.
He slashed it down on her right tit again, then her left,
then her right, then her left, swinging it as hard and fast
as he could. The belt was a constant whirring blur as it
cut into her sensitive tit meat, turning it quickly red.
He finally halted, panting from exertion.
He pulled her head forward, feeling a wonderful power as he
watched her tear streaked face sobbing in misery. He
lifted the container and held the edge to her lips, tilting
it so the cum was against her mouth.
"Drink, slut girl."
She pretended to drink, revolted by the stuff even touching
her lips. He wasn't fooled, cursing and slapping her face.
He set down the container again and stood up. He gripped
her left ankle and pulled her leg high, then stepped on her
left leg.
He held her legs wide as he slashed the belt down directly
against her cunt. Jessie shrieked like a madwoman as the
belt slammed down right on her cunt mound. She howled and
screamed in agony as he whipped it down again and again and
again.
Then he let her leg go and dropped to his knees. He lifted
the container in one hand and gripped her hair in the
other, forcing the sobbing girl onto her knees and then
pulling her head back.
"Open your mouth, whore!" She opened her mouth.
"Wider. Wider!" She opened her mouth wide and he tilted
the container of horse semen, letting a thick stream pour
down into her open mouth. It filled her mouth completely
and he halted.
"Swallow it, cunt meat or I'll tear the skin off your
back!"
She sobbed and swallowed, coming very close to throwing up
as the horrible tasting stuff poured down her throat. He
tilted the container and poured more into her mouth,
filling it again. Again she swallowed, and again, and
again, and again.
He snickered and laughed, then moved the container around,
pouring the horse semen down on her face, and onto her
taut, red breasts, down her smooth, soft belly and into her
bare pussy mound.
He shoved her away and she fell onto her face. He poured
more cum down on her head and shoulders and back and ass.
Then, with almost half the container gone, he put it down
and picked up the belt. He leaned over and gripped the
tape still tightly fixed to her cunt and ripped it off.
Water gurgled out of her cunt chute, for all the ice had
long since melted in her warm belly.
His eyes were wild as he raised his hand high and slashed
the belt down on her ass. She screamed in pain, the sound
music to his ears. Water gushed out of her asshole as she
lost control of herself. He whipped it down again and more
water spat out of her ass.
He slashed it down again, this time on her back, then on
her ass again, then her thigh, then onto her stomach as she
rolled drunkenly, trying to evade his cruel, savage
strokes. But he kept swinging the belt, raising angry red
welts on her soft white skin as he slashed and slashed and
slashed again.
Finally he tossed the belt away and dropped his pants. His
cock was bulging red and rock hard as he dropped to his
knees between her legs, ripping her thighs open. She was
on her belly, sobbing in horror and misery. He fitted his
cock against her cunt opening and thrust hard and deep,
burying its entire length inside her fuck pipe.
Her cunt was soaking wet from the water, but had already
warmed up. Now it sucked on his prick as he pounded it
furiously down into her hole. His hands slapped her ass
and then gripped her hips to jerk her back against him as
he skewered the weeping, shivering blonde.
He fucked as hard as he could, not in ignorance, but
wanting to hurt her, needing to hurt her. He felt the cum
bubbling in his balls and tore his cock free, then slammed
it down her asshole. She sobbed louder by did nothing else
as he viciously drove his cock down her anal chute with
violent strokes.
Then he came, yelling in pleasure and triumph as he poured
his juice down the college girl's asshole and let her
insides suck it down.
"Now do you understand, SLUT? You're a filthy, worthless
little cunt! You're nothing but a fuck hole, three fuck
holes, and I'll use whichever one I want, and whatever else
you got that I want."
The trembling, shaking girl understood, only too well.
It didn't take him long to find the number in their little
brown book. He called up the supply house and used their
credit card to order up twenty gallons of horse sperm. He
was surprised at how expensive it was, but then, it wasn't
his money, was it. He told the man they were going to
start a big breeding program and that seemed to satisfy
him.
Jessie was upstairs having a bath. He snickered in glee at
the thought of the bath she was gonna take when he got the
rest of that semen. In the meantime...
He lifted the pipe the girl had called a piece of old junk.
He knew very well what it was. It was a cattle prod, and
he'd ordered some fresh batteries for it from the farm
supply house. He could hardly wait till the little cunt
felt it up her snatch.
He thought about inviting some of his friends over, but he
didn't want to share the pretty blonde with anyone just
yet. Besides, his friends wouldn't be able to pay for her.
The only ones who were gonna borrow his pet pussy were
people with money.
After that last whipping he'd given her he figured she'd do
damned near anything he told her to, no matter how
disgusting. There wasn't going to be any college for this
pussy. He was gonna put her out on the street and make
some money off her tight cunt and pretty face.
First, he'd have to fuck up her head more, like those
brainwashed guys in Vietnam or Korea. He'd have the little
bitch willing to do anything on his say so, make it so she
wouldn't even think about trying to leave or disobey, then
he'd really be in the money. He'd heard where some of
these cunts could pull in a quarter of a million a year.
Of course they all used it up on drugs, or their pimps did.
He would get it all though, and get himself a nice
penthouse somewhere in New York. He heard a sound out
front and ran to the window. A blue car was pulling in the
drive.
He ran upstairs fast and burst into the girl's room, then
into the bathroom. She looked up in surprise and fear. He
grabbed her and jerked her out of the water, deluging the
whole floor as he pulled her stumbling into her room.
He took the tape out of his pocket and taped her wrists
behind her quickly, then pulled her ankles together and
forced them back against her ass, winding the tape around
them again and again, then back around her wrists, hog
tying her. He heard the door bell and so did she, gasping
in surprise.
He quickly pulled the tape up and jerked her head back
hard, running the tape over her mouth and around her head
several times, then back around her wrists. He didn't even
bother to tear the tape off, leaving the roll attached as
he ran to the stairs.
"Jessie?" a voice called. It was a female voice.
He edged closer to the stairs as he looked over. There was
a girl coming into the living room, looking around in
surprise at the pile of electronic goods near the stairs.
"Where are you? Are you here, Jessie?" she called. She
looked up the stairs and Jones ducked out of sight. She
was an older woman, older than Jessie anyway, maybe by ten
years. She had thick, shoulder length brown hair and wore
a suit without a tie.
She came up the stairs and Jones ducked back into Jessie's
room, standing up behind the door. The woman came straight
there, like she knew the layout of the house. She stared
in shock at the bound, hog tied form of the naked girl.
"Jessie"! she cried, rushing forward. Jones grabbed her
from behind, his arm going around her throat to stifle a
scream. He gripped her right arm and forced it up behind
her back, tightening his arm around her throat as he forced
her down to her knees.
She struggled wildly, especially when she ran out of air.
But eventually her struggles weakened, then halted. She
didn't move as her eyes closed and she went limp. He held
her for a few seconds to make sure she wasn't fooling, then
let her go.
She fell on her face on the floor and lay still. He
stepped over her and ripped the tape away from Jessie's
mouth.
"Who's the cunt?" he demanded.
"M... my... my sister, Caitlin," she sobbed.
"What the fuck is she doing here?"
"She's a lawyer. She... she got me a job clerking for a
friend of hers. They must have called and told her I
didn't show up."
"Shit!"
"Is she... is... is she... dead?" she squeaked.
"No, she ain't dead. Not that that matters to you, you
stupid whore. I'll kill her if I want to, and you too.
Understand?"
She nodded her head in fear, her eyes wide.
"We're just gonna have to do something about this, now
ain't we?" he said, his lips turning into a nasty smile.
He took all the tape off the naked blonde and dragged the
brunette over his shoulder, carrying her into the master
bedroom. Jessie followed anxiously, watching silently as
he took off her sister's jacket, then took a pair of panty
hose and ripped them in two.
He made Jessie help him as he tied Caitlin's wrists high to
the twin bedposts. Caitlin started moaning half way
through the job, jerking fitfully as she began to regain
consciousness. She opened her eyes and looked at them in
confusion, somewhat dazed.
"How ya' doin', Caitlin baby?" he sneered.
"Wha... wha... who... what's... what's going... on?"
she moaned.
"You're gonna sure find out, baby," he snickered.
Caitlin stared at him, then at her naked little sister, her
eyes getting wider as she looked at Jessie standing there
nude.
"Okay, cunt," Jones said, bringing over a portable phone.
He'd found it in her car when he'd moved it into the
stable.
"You're gonna call your company and tell them your little
sister is sick and you're taking a couple of days off to
look after her. What's the number?"
"Jessie? What's going on?" she demanded. Jones smiled
thinly, then punched her hard in the belly. The air
whooshed out of her and she gasped and groaned for long
minutes before she could recover it.
"I didn't say you could talk to her. This cunt here
belongs to me. Nobody talks to it unless I say they can.
Now what's the number of your company?"
"Fuck you," she spat. I'm not going to tell you anything."
"No?" He smiled, then gripped Jessie by the hair and
stepped behind her. he pulled her head back and slid a
sharp knife up against her throat.
"You don't do as I tell you and I'll cut baby sister's
pretty throat. Understand, bitch?"
"All right! I'll do it! Don't hurt her!" Jones dialled
the number then put it next to her ear, listening closely
as she told them the story.
"Now you can call her company and tell them she won't be
coming for a few days." She did so, and he hung up,
grinning.
"Now we can have us some fun," he laughed. He threw down
the knife, his instead sliding up and down Jessie's belly,
then going up beneath her right tit, cupping and weighing
it, then squeezing tightly as Caitlin watched. He slid his
hand down between her legs and started rubbing his fingers
up and down between her puffy bald cunt lips.
"What are we gonna do with this whore, baby?" he asked
Jessie.
"I don't know," she said dumbly.
"I know," he snickered. He pushed her away and went up to
Caitlin, gripping her head from behind. She stared at him
in fear as he sneered at her. His right hand slid up her
chest and squeezed her tit through her blouse, then he
muffled her curses with his mouth, kissing her deeply, his
tongue pushing into her mouth.
He drew back with a curse, then punched her in the face,
rocking her back and knocking her feet out from under her.
She groaned, hanging for long seconds from her wrists
before she could find her feet.
"Fuckin' whore bit me," he snarled. "We'll teach her what
happens to cunts who don't behave, won't we slut?" he
snapped at Jessie.
"Uh, huh," she said, looking down. He gripped her by the
arm and pushed her forward towards her sister. Caitlin was
running her tongue over her lower lips which was bleeding a
little.
"Take the bitch's clothes off," he ordered.
Her hands moved tentatively to the buttons on Caitlin's
shirt and she began to undo them. She didn't look at her
sister as she carefully opened her shirt to the beltline.
Once it was open she realized she couldn't get it off
because her sister's wrists were tied so she just left it
hanging open. She undid Caitlin's belt buckle and opened
her pants, then tugged them down over her rounded hips,
down her smooth, silky thighs, and over her knees to bunch
up around her ankles.
She knelt in front of her sister and undid her shoes,
taking them off along with her socks, then pulled her pants
off. Without looking up, she reached up and gripped
Caitlin's panties, tugging them down her legs and off as
well.
She stood up, turning to look at Jones.
"Don't forget her shirt and bra," he sneered.
"But... but they won't come off," she said, worriedly.
Jones stepped forward and gripped the shirt's collar and
ripped the entire back of the shirt off, leaving only one
sleeve on her right arm. He gripped her bra and tore it
open, then ripped it off as Caitlin yelped in pain.
Caitlin was red with embarrassment now, looking anxiously
from Jones to Jessie. She was trying to cross her legs to
hide her furry pussy but couldn't do that without hanging
from her wrists. She had to stand absolutely straight to
keep her feet on the ground.
"Well now, your sis ain't bad, baby," Jones leered. "Nice
big fat titties, a nice round ass... " He was standing
beside her and slid his right hand down between her legs to
cup her pubic mound. "Nice soft pussy too," he sneered.
"You bastard!" Caitlin sobbed. He gripped her hair and
she screamed as he pulled her head far back. He jammed his
face into her throat and bit down hard, making her cry out
again.
"You haven't even begun to see how much of a bastard I can
be, slut," he sniggered. He turned to Jessie who was
standing there timidly, trying not to look at her naked
sister.
"You, whore," he snapped. "Get your ass over here."
Jessie shuffled forward.
"Look at these titties. Aren't they nice?" Jessie nodded,
embarrassed.
"Nice big nipples too. I wonder how big they get when you
suck on them. Let's find out, baby. Start sucking."
"Me?" Jessie squeaked.
"Yeah, you, you stupid fucking twat! Suck those nipples!"
Jessie's eyes got round and she reluctantly to see her
sister's big tits standing out taut as Jones kept her head
back. She was sort of glad he did that so she didn't have
to look Caitlin in the eye. She bent and hesitantly took
Caitlin's left nipple into her mouth, sucking gently.
"Suck harder, slut. I want to see suction here," he
sniggered. "I want teeth marks on that melon meat."
Jessie sucked harder, then cupped Caitlin's big tit as
Jones watched. She squeezed and fondled both her sister's
titties at his insistence, and moved her tongue all over
Caitlin's meaty boobs. She tongued one nipple, then the
other, sucking hard until both were erect.
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