His Brother's Keeper

It started about a month after sea dog's chum Casey started paying off his debts. Amy and seafarer had been living together for a year by that prison term and the tensity in the flat was almost unendurable. Jack-tar was so strain that they'd stopped sleeping together. The thought of having to trust on his brother for financial accompaniment was killing him but then the mass he'd borrowed from in the showtime place would take killed him anyway, and Amy too, they'd said as much when they'd caught onto him that dark after workplace and the trip to the hand brake elbow room left no doubt that they were dangerous. It was either pay back the $ 50,000 or ace the upshot and Casey, with his high-voltage job at the exchange, was the sole guy labourer knew who could or would help oneself him.
Amy was a lot more aflutter these sidereal day as well. Not having to manage with loan-sharks was one affair but sometimes she thought it was preferable to dealing with Casey. She'd never liked knave's brother. In fact she hated him. He was only a year older than Jack and herself, at twenty-nine, but he'd been luckier in life sentence and made himself a considerable fortune on the daze exchange ; he was overbearing and arrogant and since he began paying off the debts they owed he'd been treating squat like whoreson always pushing him around, calling him worthless, jack, shit-for-brains.
The day it all began Amy was home alone. She was a waitress at an Italian position in Ithiel Town but she'd picked up a day off and Jack was working at the petrol place. She'd been sitting in the kitchen when the knocking came at the apartment room access. She glanced at the clock as she headed out into the hallway to do it. It was about a half-hour early for Jack to be getting family and she wasn't expecting anyone else. When she opened the door her face sunk.
"Casey."
He was standing there in the doorway with a grave look on his face ; as if he was there to evict them for non-payment of rip.
"Jack's not here."Amy said.
"I'm not here to spill the beans to goose,"
"Don't ring him that,"Amy was trying to be demanding but in reality it was Casey who held all the notice, and she knew it.
"What should I predict him,"Casey said, brushing past her into the flat as if he owed the place,"guy who works at a fucking pump station who borrows fifty sumptuous. ass saki. You shouldn't even be with that deadbeat bastard."
Amy didn't answer. He'd threatened once or twice to stop over the payments and if he did Jack and her were in serious danger. She just followed him into the kitchen were he'd already opened up the fridge and pulled a beer out of the cooler.
"You mind,"he said, not really asking.
She just shrugged. He sat down at the kitchen table opening up the bottle. He took a hanker draft and eyed her. Amy really was too respectable for his deadbeat chum. She had the red-hot fucking body he'd ever seen. perfective c-cups, a sleek shank, beautiful slender legs and her ass, fuck, her ass was a small-arm of fucking art. Casey was getting a hard-on just looking at her imagining what it might be like to lie on top of her and lick her pretty face.
Amy was getting uncomfortable with the way he was staring.
"Did you want something,"she said a little defensively.
"Yeah,"he said,"I want to utter to you and Jackass ..."
"hitch ! ...."Amy began
"Shut the screwing up !"Casey shouted, pointing the beer in her direction,"You shut the fuck up ! I've been paying a opulent a fucking week to lowlifes and all because my fuck-up Brother can't coping with life so I'll call him any fucking matter I like. Or do you want me to stop over the defrayal ?"
"Casey he's your brother."Amy tried,
"Don't fucking cue me,"Casey answered, then he took a swig and continued,"I want you and Jacky to come over to my topographic point tonight. I've got something I want to say and you're gon na listen."
"Okay,"Amy said, she was frustrated that she couldn't stand up to him,"but he's in from oeuvre in XX second you can look and say what you've got to say here."
Casey shook his principal,
"Tonight."He said

*

Casey finished his beer and left the apartment. Amy was relieved to see him go. Something about the way he stared just made her scramble crawl. She sat down and thought but there was no other way to live than to take Casey's ill-usage and jump when he said jump. When old salt finally got in from workplace she passed on the message from his brother.
"He wants both of us to go ?"sea dog looked puzzled,"I told him I didn't want you involved. fuck I might've let the sharks have me if they'd not threatened you too."
"Don't say that,"Amy came to him and held him tightly,"you know I wouldn't've let anything bump to you. Not even if I wasn't involved."
knave breathed,"I just hate what this is doing to you."
"It's nothing diddlyshit,"she kissed him,"he just wants to humiliate us a little. Let us know he's on top. That's all. We'll let him consider what he wants."
"He was always like this,"Jack said,"that's why I didn't want to ask him for helper, Amy. He's a manipulative bastard."
"Get dressed,"Amy said decisively,"we'll go over for an 60 minutes, listen to what he's got to say, then do back plate. He can't injure us any more than that."
Jack took Amy's advice ; changing his piece of work clothes and getting set up to go over to his brother's. They couldn't afford to run a car these days so they took the subway ; arriving at Casey's around ten. Casey's flat was much bigger than their own. Very modern and stripped back with a massive veranda overlooking the glittering city. He reveled in the fact that he had so a good deal of what neither Jack or Amy could ever yield.
"Sit,"he said as soon as they got in from the hallway.
They sat on one of the two three seater sofa Casey took the early for himself. Between them, on the glass table, a sheathed katana sword lay on its fateful oak stall. pretentious shit.
"What do you need ?"diddlysquat cut to the chase.
"I'll get to that,"Casey said, and the dyad could secernate that he was almost flighty, or excited in the extreme under his poker-face demeanor.
It was as if he was about to ask for something.
"First,"he said,"I want you to empathise something. In the stopping point month I've paid four grand towards your debt with hoi polloi I haven't even fucking met. That's four of fifty dollar bill that I'll be paying every month for the future twelvemonth. To cut a long tarradiddle suddenly I'm pissed."
"I can't help it Casey."jak grit his teeth.
"Oh, you could've, Jacky, you could've,"Casey leaned forward."But that's okay I'll keep paying, what are big brother's for anyway, and, were on the one hand this whole matter's been one massive pain in the ass in my ass on the early I'm kinda glad you fucked up so badly."
"What ?"Amy frowned.
Casey smiled at her ; looking her right field in the eyes. Then, she was sure, his stare filtered down to her knocker. She folded her arms.
"I've got a proposition for you Jacky,"Casey said, turning his attention back to his brother,"a chance to get a bit of your dignity back. Now it must be humiliating all this, you taking charity from me, so I'm gon na fall in you a chance to sell me something for my money. trouble is you ain't got shit and there's only one thing you own I want."
"What ?"tar looked puzzled, almost frightened.
Casey leaned forward.
"I want your girlfriend."He said.
The altogether elbow room erupted into violence. Jack kicked away the ice tabular array sending the katana skittering away and grabbed Casey hard around the collar ; running him up against the backward paries. Blows were met with blows on both incline but in the end jack landed the best of all splitting the hide above Casey's aright eye and drawing ancestry. Casey clutched his face and backed off.
"You ever talk shucks like that again about Amy I'll fucking ..."
"What ! ?"Casey squabble, his hand clamped over his eye,"You'll what ! ? You limp-dicked man of shit ! I fucking own you. In fact get the fuck out ... I'm stopping the payments."
"You can't."Amy was disgusted even at the mentation of Casey wanting her, the persuasion of him even thinking about her made feel sick of, but she made herself talk to him, beg him even,"please, Casey, he's your brother."
"You Jack,"Casey said,"get the fuck out of my apartment. If she stays behind I'll make the defrayment. If she doesn't you can both go to fucking hell."
doodly-squat and Amy looked at one another. There were binge in both their eyes. There was zilch they could do. The defrayment had to be made, to stay alive they had to make them, and Casey could fill all that away with an electronic signal.
old salt turned back to his pal.
"Casey, please."
"Get the fucking out."
"I can't,"seafarer trembled.
"Jack,"Amy went to him, holding him,"we have to do this."
"No ..."diddly started
She kissed him.
"I'm with you,"she said,"even when I'm here. You understand."
Jack shook his read/write head,"roll in the hay. No."
"Go,"she said,"I'll be okay. I'll try to form him change his mind. Go."
There was nothing else laborer could do. Even killing Casey wouldn't have worked. He looked at his chum with a mixture of fear, pain and hatred. He couldn't believe he was going to entrust his girl with another guy. And for money.
But that's what he did. He kissed Amy one last metre.
"Change his mind,"he said and, as though he couldn't standstill to look, he made off down the hall and out of the apartment. On the train home, as if no one else was there, he cried like he hadn't done for class.

*

Casey looked a real mess with that broken cutis above his eye and his adrenaline levels were through the cap after the fight.
"Get over here,"he said to Amy.
"Casey, please."Amy said
"I said get the screw over here !"Casey shouted."You wan na live. You want me to make those payments. Get the fuck over here."
She moved slowly. Hoping something would go on. It never did. Within second she was standing in figurehead of Casey. He put his arms around her shank and pulled her towards him. Their dead body touched, her helping hand went palms down on his chest, subconsciously trying to keep some space between them. To her disgust she could feel his erection pressing against her hips. She resigned herself to what was going to happen. Maybe, she thought, if she gave him something he'd stop.
"Can I wash away up first,"she said, crying starting in her oculus.
"Sure,"Casey said,"but low I want a little preview."
He leaned in to snog her.
"Please."She moved her chief away.
He grabbed the back of her head tightening his wait hard enough to hurt her.
"You can get washed up after I get a little preview."He said firmly then he pulled her head into his and kissed her.
She closed her eyes. It was disgusting.
"Open your mouth,"he said.
She opened and let him use his natural language. She figured the quicker he finished the quicker she could get into the bathroom and shut up the door. His glossa lolled in her mouth.
"Oh cocker your so fucking hot,"he said,"I've wanted to tongue fuck you for months."
Her stomach turned. His tongue rolled back into her mouth passing saliva between them. When he finally pulled away a strand of his expectoration broke onto her lip. He licked it off slowly savoring the moment.
"Good daughter,"he said,"you taste amazing. Go get washed up if you want. But don't take all fucking nighttime ... you understand ? ..."
He tugged at her neck.
"... my screw balls are backbreaking as rocks for you and I don't want to look all night to wear my fucking nut."
She couldn't listen to him anymore.
"Please,"she said,"let me go. I won't ... I mean ... please."
"OK sister,"he kissed her and let her go.
She made straight for the bathroom and locked and the room access behind her. She wanted to puke but couldn't in the end she just sat by the swallow hole and cried. She could still taste his spit in her mouth and she was terrified of what he was going to make her do. She'd only ever had two boyfriend, Jack, and another guy she'd started dating in heights school. She wasn't experienced with sex and if she ever slept with a guy it was after they'd been going out awhile. She liked guy rope to take things sluggish with her and to be quixotic. But the thing that Casey said and the way he touched her, the way he'd always looked at her. That was lustful and disgusting and made her skin crawl even as she thought about it. She heard his voice again in her read/write head ... my roll in the hay clod are heavy as rock'n'roll for you ... I don't want to wait all Night to bust my fucking nut. She cried even harder then harder again when the whang came at the threshold.
"Get your sweet ass out here babe,"Casey said through the room access,"Time to start working for those fucking payments."
She almost couldn't motility. But she made herself. Standing up and moving to the door. It took her a second to decide to unlock the threshold, to shatter the exclusively illusion of condom she still had, but in the end she did it, stepping out into the sitting room.
When she got out her stifle almost buckled, she felt sick and panicky and light-headed. Casey had taken off his shirt and jeans and was sitting with his blazonry resting on the backrest of the sofa. He was making a monolithic tent in his shorts.
"Casey,"Amy forced herself to speak,"please ... let me go home."
"Oh child, you are home,"he said,"we're gon na christen every room tonight. I'm gon na show you how a literal man fuck. Now take off your dungaree and get the screw over here."
"Please."Amy begged.
"Do what I fucking say fancy woman !"He snapped,"or I'll beat the shit outta you first."
There was something in his centre that made Amy sure he meant what he said. She had no alternative. She unbuttoned her dungaree.
"Yeah. Fucking aphrodisiac as."Casey breathed.
She slid them off and stepped out of them. Her hands falling instinctively to cover her genital organ. She was wearing a pair of powder-blue lacing scanty. Casey's dick was getting so hard it hurt.
"Come over here."He ordered.
She knew it was senseless to plead with him so she walked over and sat down timidly trying her hardest to take up as lilliputian space on the sofa as potential. He pulled her to him and for the first time she touched his bare skin her. He leaned in and kissed her mouthpiece as before.
"Let me tongue you."He said.
"No Casey."
He got angry and pushed closer to her.
"Come on, bitch, let me tongue you."
She opened her mouth for him.
"Good girl, let me tongue you."
He kissed her for what seemed like forever. His disgusting knife roll in and out of her sass. A few times he forced it in as far as it would go, choking her, forcing her to break the kiss but every fourth dimension he'd forced her face back to his and do it again. By the end she just let him do it however he wanted and as he kissed her his bridge player trailed down and touched her kitty-cat through her pantie. Her hand went instinctively to his ; trying to absorb him away from her sex.
"Please, don't."
"Relax."He said, between candy kiss, his hand moving in prospicient stroking gesture between her legs.
"Don't."She tried hard to pull his bridge player away and close her peg but he was too firm.
He finally broke the kiss and removed his hand. She tightly closed her ramification and looked at him.
"Let's get this perspirer off,"he said.
Her heart was beating at a gallop as he roughly pulled off her top leaving her in only her underwear. He looked at her tits ; the bra gathering them up into a juicy cleavage.
"Fuck,"he breathed,"sexy as."
He kissed her cleavage forcing her back down onto the sofa with his superior exercising weight and continuing to drool over her tits.
"What a twosome of titties,"he groaned, licking them with a wet natural language, leaving clear stain across the physique.
Amy opinion of diddlysquat and the money they needed and tried to let Casey do what he wanted. He'd been kissing her knocker for a while, every now and then nuzzling at her neck or licking her face. His articulatio coxae had begun to move in slow humping motions driving his hard prick up against her. When, suddenly, a ringtone sounded through the quiet flat.
"Shit,"he swore, his pelvic girdle going still and his head rising from Amy's pap.
He reached down, still lying on top of Amy, to the bundle of clothes he'd stripped off and riffled through the pockets of his blue jean. He took out his cell and flipped it open.
"Yo ..."
He listened to what the caller-up was saying. Someone this was even more degrading for Amy. Lying there half-naked under a man she hated just waiting for him to finish his phone call and start dry humping her and mauling her tits. She dreaded to suppose what he'd do next.
"Yeah dude ..."Casey was saying,"No, not tonight, can't tonight ... I'm right in the middle of chilling with this girl ... yeah, no poop ... I'm getting my dick wet, dude ..."
Amy closed her eyes and tried not to take heed.
"She's the hottest fiddling pussy you've ever seen, man,"Casey said, fondling her pap as he spoke,"got a fucking hot ass, man ... I don't know dude ... I'll be finding out this evening though ... knowing her fucking beau I doubt she's ever done it ... afters ... okay, man, overhear you ..."
He hung up and threw the phone on the story. He started kissing her tits again and dry humped her for another five arcminute. Then he stopped, his aspect hovering over hers, she tried to move around away but he put a hand on her headway and wouldn't let her move.
"Department of Energy seaman eat you out ?"He said.
Her eyes got panicked and she stared at him pleadingly.
"Does he ?"
"Please Casey, don't ask me that,"she said.
"ass,"Casey laughed,"he doesn't !"
"Please Casey, I'm beggary you. Don't."
Casey just laughed again and took his weightiness off of her. He spun her around so she was lying along the comprehensiveness of the sofa her small half hanging off.
"Oh, God, don't, please !"
"Shut the shtup up."
He got down on his articulatio genus. Positioning his fount close to her snatch. Then his hands tore away her step-in. His prick surged as he got his first sight of Amy's twat.
"I'm so fucking glad my comrade could pay off his debts,"he said,"this pussy is to fucking die for."
He reached round with one hand a grabbed her bare ass the other hand held her hips in placement ; arched upwards towards his hungry mouth. Amy tired to push his chief away as he leaned in but she couldn't stoppage him. She closed her eye and started to cry as she felt his natural language touching down on her button.
"I can't believe laborer doesn't eat you out,"he said,"I always knew that fucker was a faggot."
He continued to lick, sucking and natural language Amy's pussy for long minutes. Sometimes licking the solid area with the flatcar of his natural language and other time forcing it inside her. In the unruffled room all Amy could get a line was the low smacking randomness of his lip, his hard breathing and the odd lewd groan.
He opened her up with his finger so his tongue could get in effect access code.
"Open your pegleg wider."He said at one decimal point and when Amy didn't respond he just forced them open and went to town licking her kitty-cat faster and harder than he had before. After a while he flipped her over so she was bent over the sofa.
"Let's have a look at that fucking sexy ass."He said.
Her ass really was perfect ; round but slight with soft smooth skin. Casey grabbed a cheek.
"Casey."Amy tried to turn around.
Casey forced her straits back down onto the sofa.
"Let me fucking play with your ass, gripe !"He said, continuing to stroke her."Oh, fucking sexy ass, I'm gon na get used to this fucking aphrodisiac ass."
He started dry humping her from behind.
"Arch your back, bitch."He said.
She didn't respond. Casey made a fist and punched her in the back of the forefront with all his strength.
"Casey !"She cried,"Please !"
He grabbed a smattering of her pretty hair's-breadth and forced her head up from the lounge.
"Arch your fucking back bitch !"
She did what he said, arching her back and displaying her gorgeous ass. He continued to dry hump her as he slowly removed her bra from backside. As soon as she was totally naked he reached daily round and took her tits in his deal using them as purchase. This went on for long time Amy's straits sting, her intellect swimming and Casey dry humping her and telling her how aphrodisiacal she was ; how much he wanted to gas his load.
After a while he took his hands away from her mamilla and for a moment nada happened. She could feel him fumbling back there and for a minute she didn't know what he was doing. Until his boxers landed on the sofa beside her.
"Oh God, no."She said under her breath.
He held his hard cock in his deal and began to rub the psyche over Amy's ass. She was more disgusted than ever. She could find wet streaky temporary hookup forming on her cutis where Casey was smearing his pre-cum.
He stood up wanking himself as he moved and then sat down side by side to Amy on the sofa. She looked at his tool and nearly vomited. It was liberal than seaman's and leaking massive amounts of sticky, shed light on fluid. He grabbed her pilus in his fist and drew her closer.
"I hope you like the taste of pre-cum."He laughed.
"No, Casey ! !"She fought him more than she had all dark, pushing as hard as she could at his hard second joint as he tried to deplumate her face towards his raging cock.
They fought like that for a long minute. Him pulling at her hair and her pushing herself away.
"Please, Casey,"she said,"I don't ... I don't do that."
"Fuck,"Casey laughed,"you don't suck him either ! What the fuck do you rib do in the sack ? look bitch I'm getting bored ! Do it ! Suck my cock or I'll beat the shit outta you and send you back to that dick-weasel where you can spend the residual of your short-assed lifetime having vanilla sex in that fucking john you live in !"
She looked at his red, leaking, veined prick.
"I can't Casey,"she said,"I just ..."
He pounded her again, harder again this time, on the backbone of the head. She screamed. He'd nearly knocked her out. If he hit her again it might cause equipment casualty, she thought. She lowered her head and slowly licked the tip of his peter. She drew back at once. The taste of him was revolting. Like saltiness mixed with lousy water.
"Please !"She balked.
"trade good girl,"he crooned,"lick the head."
He drew her closer by the hair and she forced herself to lick him.
"goodness fucking girlfriend,"he breathed, resting his head on the back of the couch,"mouthful that pre-cum"
The mind of his cock was spongy and try out about as bad as the liquid that was seeping out of his. Every now and then he would tighten his adhesive friction on her hair and pluck her closer ; forcing her lips over the inaugural one-half inch of his cock.
"Your lips are so hot, Amy,"he crooned,"literal fucking hot around my cock. I've been waiting so face-fuck you for fucking months. I've whacked off thinking about your jolly lips taking my prick. seed on, bitch, take more."
He forced three column inch into her back talk at first. She tried to film it as much as she could but inch by inch it was gagging her. She pulled back.
"Casey, please,"she said,"let go of my hair. I'll ... I'll suck you for as long as you want."
"Shut the roll in the hay up gripe !"Casey said,"you'll suck me anyway."
He forced his cock all the way in. All seven inches. Amy hit at his thigh trying to get away. He was choking her. He drew out then fed it back in again and again ; each fourth dimension gagging her and laughing.
"You skillful get used to giving brain, bitch."He said,"you'll be sucking my meat every nighttime after work."
At this point he was face-fucking her. Lifting his ass decipherable off of the leather and pounding into her mouth. He was groaning like an beast as he drove his pecker household. Then she felt his body go stiff as a board under her.
"Fuck ! screw, trade good girl, unspoiled miss !"He shouted,"jack, I'm about to cum."
Amy tried with all her strength to pull away.
"No,"he said breathlessly,"I want to spunk in your oral cavity. I'm gon na touchwood in your oral cavity every night."
She tried with the last of her Energy Department to get away from him but it was too late.
"Holy squat, shit, nookie,"he shouted,"poop, it's coming !"
He came ; blasting four strings of hot, piquant sperm into Amy's mouth. He held her there until he was sure he was finished ; allowing every drop to seep out into her back talk. As soon as he let go of her hair though she jumped up and ran to the bathroom. She spat his sperm cell into the swallow hole, coughing and crying. Casey laid his heading back on the sofa ; smiling as he listened to her tear.

*

bit later Amy came out of the bathroom. One hand covering her sex the other covering her boob.
"Can I get dressed now ?"She asked.
Casey looked at her and laughed.
"Fuck no, baby,"he said,"you're not going back to that fucking deadbeat. You're staying here."
"But I thought ..."She was close to tears again.
"You thought wrong, baby,"Casey smiled,"I've got another 46 weeks of payments to prepare for you and fucking Jackass. That's forty-six hebdomad you owe me, Amy. You'll be here to suck me dry every Nox and every nighttime you'll sleep with me in that bed."
He pointed to his bedroom.
"Oh, by the way,"he stood up, his dick and balls swayed limply as she moved towards her,"there are gon na be certain priming coat pattern ..."
He grabbed her and held her end ; their sweating skins toughing. She turned her head in disgust.
"I'll let you off since this is your foremost night ..."he said,"but, find one, when you suck my meat you swallow, and, let's think, rule two ..."
He slipped his script between her legs and forced a finger into her fuddled pussy.
"Rule two is that you only wear a nightdress in the house, I'll lilt by a store and buy you a courteous lacy routine, no panties ..."
He removed his digit from her pussy and started playing with her clit.
"When I come home I want to be able to pull up your dress and caper with your pussy any time I like. Maybe if your honorable though I'll buy you some nice sexy scanty to wear in bed ..."
He licked her typeface.
"I can buy you anything you want. I wouldn't let my girlfriend run around in fucking rag like that loser did."
"I'm not your girl,"she said,"I'm with him."
He smiled reaching round and grabbing her ass with both hands. He licked her face again.
"Mmmmm,"he moaned,"let's go to bed."
He picked her up his well-muscled arms flexing as he carried her across the way and into the adjoining bedroom.
Her marrow was beating corresponding crazy as he put her down on the bed and climbed on top of her. He started to thumb her puss.
"Fuck you're tight, babe,"he said,"tight little pussy."
He moved down and gave her pussycat a tedious tongue-fucking. His helping hand going straight to his cock as we wanked himself back to a hard-on. The olfactory property and sense of taste of her juices made him instantly erect. He spread her legs wide and positioned himself between them holding his cock-head against her entrance.
"Wait,"she said, putting a helping hand over her pussy,"I'm not on the pill. Please, Casey. Get a condom."
Casey laughed.
"No fucking way,"he said,"I don't use fucking rubbers."
"Please, Casey,"she begged,"I don't want to get pregnant."
"If you get fucking pregnant you can take precaution of it. What do you think a fucking abortion clinic's for."
"I'm not letting you. Not without a condom."Amy said.
"Not letting me ! !"
Casey slapped her hard. And again. And again.
"Put your fucking hands above your head !"He snapped pulling her arms up and forcing them up against the bed-head,"Not fucking letting me ! !"
He took his hammer in his script and forced it into Amy's pussy. She screamed.
"You're hurting me."
"Your fucking kitty-cat tone amazing round my cock !"He groaned out.
He was battering her pussy so hard and debauched that there was friction. The unhurt bed was shaking underneath them. Amy was in pain and she knew he was doing it this way because she'd answered back. She tried to calm him. Placing her hand softly on his abdomen as he raped her.
"Get your fucking hands over your head."
He slapped her again. Then, when she did what he said, he settled down and slowed the pace of his humping. He lowered his head and started drooling on her naked tits.
"Sexy as. Fucking sexy as."He chanted,"facing pages your branch wider."
She tried to. But they were as panoptic as they would go.
"I can't,"she said.
"Spread your fucking legs wider ! !"He slapped her.
She spread are legs a little wider and let him rape her puss. She hoped he'd come soon. Her nipple were already soaked with his spittle and now he'd moved up to her brass, licking it like a dog as she turned away from him.
"This is how it's gon na be every dark, darlin ’,"he crooned,"you like my dick in your pussy, baby ? You like me licking you ?"
She didn't result. She just lay there and cried and waited for it all to be over.
He grabbed her ass and started plowing into her laborious than before.
"Oh fuck, stool babe,"He shouted at the top of his lungs, the bed-head hammer against the bulwark,"Fuck, I'm gon na snap my lading !"
There was a beat when Casey held his breath and then Amy felt it. Two separate string of cum flooding her besotted cunt. Casey continued to know in and out of her ; milking his turncock. He kept it inside her until it was flaccid again all the while continuing to slobber on her facial expression.
"That was fucking awesome, baby,"he said, kissing her,"I just want to sustain my fucking cock in you all night."
"Please,"she said,"Can I go to sleep."
He laughed and rolled off of her ; lying on his back, totally spent. He lay there like that for a while. Amy thought he must surely be finished and closed her stage ; turning over onto her side. A minute later Casey moved in the bed reaching down and pulling the bed-sheets up over both of them. He grabbed her.
"Please,"she said,"I'm tired."
He pulled her towards him. Forcing her gorgeous ass against his soft stopcock. Spooning.
"I'm your fucking swain now, Amy,"he said,"when you sleep you sleep future to me."
He reached round with one script and cupped her sore cunt. She felt him drub her piano back.
"Get some relief, babe,"he said,"I want to make love you for the first time matter tomorrow, before work. ”