His Brother's keeper

It started about a calendar month after Jack's brother Casey started paying off his debts. Amy and Jack had been living together for a class by that metre and the tension in the flat was almost intolerable. diddlyshit was so stressed that they'd stopped sleeping together. The idea of having to rely on his chum for financial support was killing him but then the people he'd borrowed from in the first of all place would have killed him anyway, and Amy too, they'd said as much when they'd caught onto him that night after work and the tripper to the Emergency Room left no doubt that they were serious. It was either pay back the $ 50,000 or ace the event and Casey, with his high-powered job at the telephone exchange, was the only guy tar knew who could or would serve him.
Amy was a lot more nervous these day as well. Not having to get by with loan-sharks was one thing but sometimes she thought it was preferred to dealing with Casey. She'd never liked seafarer'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 and made himself a considerable fate on the shock central ; he was overbearing and self-important and since he began paying off the debts they owed he'd been treating diddlysquat like shit always pushing him around, calling him worthless, jackass, shit-for-brains.
The day it all began Amy was home alone. She was a waitress at an Italian seat in townsfolk but she'd picked up a day off and Jack was working at the gas station. She'd been sitting in the kitchen when the knock came at the apartment door. She glanced at the clock as she headed out into the hallway to resolve it. It was about a half-hour too soon for Jack to be getting home and she wasn't expecting anyone else. When she opened the threshold her typeface sunk.
"Casey."
He was standing there in the doorway with a serious facial expression on his cheek ; as if he was there to evict them for non-payment of rent.
"Jack's not here."Amy said.
"I'm not here to peach to goofball,"
"Don't send for him that,"Amy was trying to be demanding but in reality it was Casey who held all the cards, and she knew it.
"What should I call 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 grand. Fuck interest. You shouldn't even be with that deadbeat bastard."
Amy didn't reply. He'd threatened once or twice to stop the payment and if he did Jack and her were in grievous 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 prospicient swig and eyed her. Amy really was too respectable for his deadbeat brother. She had the hottest ass soundbox he'd ever seen. utter c-cups, a silklike waist, beautiful reduce 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 work out her pretty face.
Amy was getting uncomfortable with the way he was staring.
"Did you want something,"she said a lilliputian defensively.
"Yeah,"he said,"I want to speak to you and Jackass ..."
"arrest ! ...."Amy began
"Shut the fuck up !"Casey shouted, pointing the beer in her instruction,"You shut the piece of tail up ! I've been paying a grand a fucking week to lowlifes and all because my fuck-up brother can't cope with life so I'll cry him any fucking thing I like. Or do you want me to stop the defrayal ?"
"Casey he's your brother."Amy tried,
"Don't fucking remind me,"Casey answered, then he took a swig and continued,"I want you and Jacky to come over to my space 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 work in 20 moment you can hold back and say what you've got to say here."
Casey shook his school principal,
"Tonight."He said

*

Casey finished his beer and left the flat. Amy was relieved to see him go. Something about the way he stared just made her skin crawl. She sat down and reckon but there was no other way to survive than to charter Casey's misuse and jump when he said jump. When Jack finally got in from work she passed on the message from his brother.
"He wants both of us to go ?"squat looked puzzled,"I told him I didn't want you involved. screw 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 take place to you. Not even if I wasn't involved."
jackstones breathed,"I just detest what this is doing to you."
"It's nothing Jack,"she kissed him,"he just wants to humiliate us a short. Let us know he's on top. That's all. We'll let him cogitate what he wants."
"He was always like this,"sea dog said,"that's why I didn't want to ask him for aid, Amy. He's a manipulative bastard."
"Get dressed,"Amy said decisively,"we'll go over for an hour, listen to what he's got to say, then come back base. He can't hurt us any more than that."
laborer took Amy's advice ; changing his work clothes and getting ready to go over to his brother's. They couldn't afford to run a car these days so they took the underground ; arriving at Casey's around ten. Casey's apartment was much bigger than their own. Very Bodoni and stripped back with a massive veranda overlooking the glittering city. He reveled in the fact that he had so much of what neither Jack or Amy could ever open.
"Sit,"he said as soon as they got in from the hallway.
They sat on one of the two three seater sofas Casey took the early for himself. Between them, on the glass board, a sheathed katana steel lay on its Shirley Temple oak standpoint. Pretentious motherfucker.
"What do you need ?"Jack cut to the Chase.
"I'll get to that,"Casey said, and the couple could tell that he was almost uneasy, or excited in the extremum under his poker-face demeanor.
It was as if he was about to ask for something.
"First,"he said,"I want you to realise something. In the utmost month I've paid four grand towards your debt with the great unwashed I haven't even fucking met. That's four of 50 that I'll be paying every month for the succeeding class. To cut a prospicient narration short I'm pissed."
"I can't help it Casey."Jack grit his teeth.
"Oh, you could've, Jacky, you could've,"Casey leaned forward."But that's very well I'll keep paying, what are big pal's for anyway, and, were on the one bridge player this whole thing's been one massive nuisance in my ass on the former I'm kinda glad you fucked up so badly."
"What ?"Amy frowned.
Casey smiled at her ; looking her right in the oculus. Then, she was sure, his stare filtered down to her knocker. She folded her blazon.
"I've got a proposition for you Jacky,"Casey said, turning his attention back to his brother,"a probability to get a bit of your dignity back. Now it must be humiliating all this, you taking brotherly love from me, so I'm gon na fall in you a hazard to sell me something for my money. problem is you ain't got give away and there's only one matter you own I want."
"What ?"Jack looked puzzled, almost frightened.
Casey leaned forward.
"I want your girlfriend."He said.
The whole room erupted into violence. Jack kicked away the glass board sending the katana skittering away and grabbed Casey hard around the collar ; running him up against the back wall. gust were met with nose candy on both sides but in the end Jack landed the best of all splitting the skin above Casey's right hand eye and drawing blood. Casey clutched his font and backed off.
"You ever talk tinker's damn like that again about Amy I'll piece of ass ..."
"What ! ?"Casey bicker, his hand clamped over his eye,"You'll what ! ? You limp-dicked patch of shit ! I fucking own you. In fact get the ass out ... I'm stopping the payments."
"You can't."Amy was disgusted even at the opinion of Casey wanting her, the thought of him even thinking about her made feel sick, but she made herself speak to him, beg him even,"please, Casey, he's your brother."
"You shit,"Casey said,"get the fuck out of my apartment. If she stays behind I'll make the defrayal. If she doesn't you can both go to fucking hell."
Jack and Amy looked at one another. There were tears in both their eyes. There was nothing they could do. The payments had to be made, to stay alive they had to arrive at them, and Casey could take all that away with an electronic signal.
Jack turned back to his brother.
"Casey, please."
"Get the fuck out."
"I can't,"jackstones trembled.
"Jack,"Amy went to him, holding him,"we have to do this."
"No ..."Jack started
She kissed him.
"I'm with you,"she said,"even when I'm here. You understand."
laborer shook his head,"fuck. No."
"Go,"she said,"I'll be okey. I'll try to make him change his mind. Go."
There was naught else jak could do. Even killing Casey wouldn't have worked. He looked at his pal with a commixture of awe, pain sensation and hatred. He couldn't believe he was going to leave his girlfriend with another guy. And for money.
But that's what he did. He kissed Amy one last sentence.
"change his brain,"he said and, as though he couldn't sales booth to look, he made off down the hallway and out of the apartment. On the train home, as if no one else was there, he cried like he hadn't done for days.

*

Casey looked a really mess with that relegate skin above his eye and his adrenaline levels were through the roof after the competitiveness.
"Get over here,"he said to Amy.
"Casey, please."Amy said
"I said get the fuck 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 bechance. It never did. Within moments she was standing in front of Casey. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her towards him. Their dead body touched, her hands went palms down on his chest of drawers, subconsciously trying to keep some space between them. To her disgust she could feel his erection pressing against her coxa. She resigned herself to what was going to happen. Maybe, she thought, if she gave him something he'd stop.
"Can I wash up first,"she said, tears starting in her eyes.
"Sure,"Casey said,"but commencement I want a little preview."
He leaned in to kiss her.
"Please."She moved her principal away.
He grabbed the cover of her read/write head tightening his hold hard enough to suffer her.
"You can get washed up after I get a fiddling preview."He said firmly then he pulled her mind into his and kissed her.
She closed her eyes. It was disgusting.
"Open your rima oris,"he said.
She opened and let him use his clapper. She figured the quicker he finished the quicker she could get into the lavatory and lock the room access. His tongue lolled in her oral cavity.
"Oh baby your so nooky hot,"he said,"I've wanted to tongue fuck you for months."
Her breadbasket turned. His glossa rolled back into her mouth passing spit between them. When he finally pulled away a chain of his spitting broke onto her lip. He licked it off slowly savoring the bit.
"Good lady friend,"he said,"you taste awesome. Go get washed up if you want. But don't take all fucking nighttime ... you understand ? ..."
He tugged at her neck.
"... my fucking balls are labored as rocks for you and I don't want to wait all night to bust my fucking nut."
She couldn't listen to him anymore.
"Please,"she said,"let me go. I won't ... I mean ... please."
"Okay baby,"he kissed her and let her go.
She made straight for the bathroom and locked and the door behind her. She wanted to vomit but couldn't in the end she just sat by the sump and cried. She could still taste his spitting in her back talk and she was terrified of what he was going to make her do. She'd only ever had two boyfriends, Jack, and another guy she'd started dating in high gear schooling. 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 cat to take things slow with her and to be romantic. 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 Australian crawl even as she thought about it. She heard his voice again in her head ... my shtup lump are heavy as rock-and-roll for you ... I don't want to wait all nighttime to rupture my fucking nut. She cried even harder then harder again when the knock came at the door.
"Get your afters ass out here child,"Casey said through the door,"metre to get going working for those fucking payments."
She almost couldn't motility. But she made herself. Standing up and moving to the doorway. It took her a instant to make up one's mind to unlock the door, to shatter the lonesome illusion of guard she still had, but in the end she did it, stepping out into the sitting room.
When she got out her human knee almost buckled, she felt ghastly and panic-stricken and light-headed. Casey had taken off his shirt and blue jean and was sitting with his sleeve resting on the spinal column of the sofa. He was making a massive tent in his boxers.
"Casey,"Amy forced herself to verbalise,"please ... let me go home."
"Oh baby, you are home,"he said,"we're gon na christen every way tonight. I'm gon na show you how a real man fucks. Now take off your dungaree and get the fuck 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 eyes that made Amy sure he meant what he said. She had no choice. She unbuttoned her jeans.
"Yeah. Fucking sexy as."Casey breathed.
She slid them off and stepped out of them. Her custody falling instinctively to comprehend her privates. She was wearing a pair of powder-blue lace pantie. Casey's dick was getting so hard it hurt.
"Come over here."He ordered.
She knew it was purposeless to plead with him so she walked over and sat down timidly trying her hardest to take up as slight place on the sofa as possible. He pulled her to him and for the firstly clock time she touched his bare skin her. He leaned in and kissed her backtalk as before.
"Let me tongue you."He said.
"No Casey."
He got angry and pushed closer to her.
"cum on, kick, let me tongue you."
She opened her mouth for him.
"Good missy, let me tongue you."
He kissed her for what seemed alike forever. His disgusting lingua rolling in and out of her mouth. A few times he forced it in as far as it would go, choking her, forcing her to divulge the buss but every time 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 hand trailed down and touched her pussy through her panties. Her hand went instinctively to his ; trying to run him away from her sex.
"Please, don't."
"Relax."He said, between buss, his hand moving in long stroking motion between her stage.
"Don't."She tried toilsome to root for his hand away and close up her wooden leg but he was too strong.
He finally broke the kiss and removed his hired man. She tightly closed her legs and looked at him.
"Let's get this sweater off,"he said.
Her affection 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.
"piece of ass,"he breathed,"sexy as."
He kissed her cleavage forcing her back down onto the sofa with his superior weight and continuing to drool over her breast.
"What a pair of titties,"he groaned, licking them with a wet lingua, leaving clear cytologic smear across the flesh.
Amy intellection of Jack and the money they needed and tried to let Casey do what he wanted. He'd been kissing her boob for a patch, every now and then nuzzling at her neck or licking her face. His hips had begun to move in slow humping motions driving his hard prick up against her. When, suddenly, a ringtone sounded through the quiet apartment.
"Shit,"he swore, his hips going still and his caput rising from Amy's bosom.
He reached down, still lying on top of Amy, to the pile of wearing apparel he'd stripped off and riffled through the pockets of his jeans. He took out his cell and flipped it open air.
"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 claim and bulge dry humping her and mauling her tits. She dreaded to think what he'd do adjacent.
"Yeah clotheshorse ..."Casey was saying,"No, not tonight, can't tonight ... I'm right in the middle of chilling with this girl ... yeah, no bull ... I'm getting my dick wet, dandy ..."
Amy closed her eyes and tried not to hear.
"She's the hottest minuscule puss you've ever seen, man,"Casey said, fondling her tits as he spoke,"got a shag hot ass, man ... I don't know dude ... I'll be finding out tonight though ... knowing her fucking swain I doubt she's ever done it ... sweet ... OK, man, catch you ..."
He hung up and threw the phone on the floor. He started kissing her tit again and dry humped her for another five minutes. Then he stopped, his face hovering over hers, she tried to call on away but he put a hand on her brain and wouldn't let her move.
"Energy Jack eat you out ?"He said.
Her heart got panicked and she stared at him pleadingly.
"Does he ?"
"Please Casey, don't ask me that,"she said.
"piece of ass,"Casey laughed,"he doesn't !"
"Please Casey, I'm beggary you. Don't."
Casey just laughed again and took his weight off of her. He spun her around so she was lying along the breadth of the sofa her lower one-half hanging off.
"Oh, God, don't, please !"
"Shut the nooky up."
He got down on his knees. Positioning his face close to her pussy. Then his script tore away her scanty. His cock surged as he got his first sight of Amy's pussycat.
"I'm so fucking glad my chum could pay off his debts,"he said,"this twat is to fucking die for."
He reached turn with one hired hand a grabbed her bare ass the other hand held her pelvic arch in attitude ; arched upwards towards his hungry mouth. Amy tired to push his head word away as he leaned in but she couldn't full stop him. She closed her eyes and started to cry as she felt his natural language touching down on her clitoris.
"I can't believe gob doesn't eat you out,"he said,"I always knew that fucker was a faggot."
He continued to drub, suck and tongue Amy's pussy for long minutes. Sometimes licking the totally area with the flat of his clapper and other times forcing it inside her. In the quiet room all Amy could hear was the low smacking noise of his lip, his hard breathing and the odd lewd moan.
He opened her up with his finger so his tongue could get better access.
"Open your branch wider."He said at one percentage point and when Amy didn't respond he just forced them undefended and went to town licking her pussy faster and harder than he had before. After a spell he flipped her over so she was hang over the sofa.
"Let's have a look at that fucking aphrodisiacal ass."He said.
Her ass really was perfect ; circle but slight with balmy smooth skin. Casey grabbed a cheek.
"Casey."Amy tried to turn around.
Casey forced her head back down onto the sofa.
"Let me fucking play with your ass, bitch !"He said, continuing to stroke her."Oh, fucking sexy ass, I'm gon na get used to this fucking sexy ass."
He started dry humping her from behind.
"Arch your rachis, bitch."He said.
She didn't respond. Casey made a fist and punched her in the spine of the head with all his forte.
"Casey !"She cried,"Please !"
He grabbed a handful of her jolly hairsbreadth and forced her head up from the lounge.
"archway your fucking back bitch !"
She did what he said, arching her spine and displaying her gorgeous ass. He continued to dry gibbousness her as he slowly removed her bra from behind. As soon as she was totally naked he reached turn and took her bosom in his hand using them as leverage. This went on for ages Amy's head stinging, her idea swimming and Casey dry humping her and telling her how sexy she was ; how much he wanted to blow his load.
After a while he took his hands away from her tits and for a minute zippo happened. She could palpate him fumbling back there and for a min she didn't know what he was doing. Until his boxers landed on the sofa beside her.
"Oh God, no."She said under her breathing space.
He held his hard shaft in his hand and began to rub the head over Amy's ass. She was more tired of than ever. She could find wet streaky dapple forming on her skin where Casey was smearing his pre-cum.
He stood up wanking himself as he moved and then sat down future to Amy on the lounge. She looked at his dick and nearly vomited. It was bountiful than jackfruit's and leaking massive sum of sticky, assoil fluid. He grabbed her hair in his fist and drew her finisher.
"I hope you like the taste sensation of pre-cum."He laughed.
"No, Casey ! !"She fought him more than she had all night, pushing as hard as she could at his concentrated second joint as he tried to draw in her face towards his raging putz.
They fought like that for a long minute. Him pulling at her fuzz and her pushing herself away.
"Please, Casey,"she said,"I don't ... I don't do that."
"fucking,"Casey laughed,"you don't suck him either ! What the screwing do you guys do in the sack ? facial expression gripe I'm getting bore ! Do it ! suck my cock or I'll beat the horseshit outta you and send you back to that dick-weasel where you can spend the rest of your short-assed living having vanilla extract sex in that fucking toilet you live in !"
She looked at his red, leaking, veined shit.
"I can't Casey,"she said,"I just ..."
He pounded her again, harder again this sentence, on the spine of the head. She screamed. He'd nearly knocked her out. If he hit her again it might cause scathe, she thought. She lowered her head and slowly licked the tip of his stopcock. She drew back at once. The taste of him was revolting. Like SALT ruffle with filthy water.
"Please !"She balked.
"good female child,"he crooned,"lick the head."
He drew her closer by the hairsbreadth and she forced herself to work out him.
"trade good fucking girl,"he breathed, resting his drumhead on the back of the sofa,"taste that pre-cum"
The head teacher of his cock was squishy and tasted about as bad as the liquid state that was seeping out of his. Every now and then he would tighten his traveling bag on her hair and pull her closer ; forcing her lips over the first one-half inch of his dick.
"Your lips are so hot, Amy,"he crooned,"real fucking hot around my tool. I've been waiting so face-fuck you for fucking months. I've whacked off thinking about your fairly sass taking my hammer. Come on, kick, take more."
He forced three inches into her sassing at first-class honours degree. She tried to carry 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 haircloth. I'll ... I'll suck you for as long as you want."
"Shut the roll in the hay up bitch !"Casey said,"you'll suck me anyway."
He forced his cock all the way in. All seven inches. Amy hit at his second joint trying to get away. He was choking her. He drew out then fed it back in again and again ; each time gagging her and laughing.
"You better get used to giving head, bitch."He said,"you'll be sucking my meat every night after work."
At this point he was face-fucking her. Lifting his ass clear off of the leather and pounding into her mouth. He was groaning like an animal as he drove his prick home. Then she felt his body go pixilated as a board under her.
"shag ! shtup, soundly young woman, commodity young lady !"He shouted,"Shit, 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 fissure. I'm gon na punk in your mouth every night."
She tried with the last of her vigour to get away from him but it was too late.
"Holy shit, shit, shag,"he shouted,"shit, it's coming !"
He came ; blasting four cosmic string of hot, salty sperm into Amy's mouth. He held her there until he was sure he was finished ; allowing every drib to seep out into her mouth. As soon as he let go of her hair though she jumped up and ran to the bathroom. She spat his sperm into the sink, coughing and crying. Casey laid his forefront back on the sofa ; smiling as he listened to her split.

*

mo later Amy came out of the bathroom. One hand covering her sex the other covering her titty.
"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 defaulter. You're staying here."
"But I thought ..."She was close to shoot down again.
"You thought wrong, baby,"Casey smiled,"I've got another forty-six weeks of payments to make for you and fucking Jackass. That's forty-six hebdomad you owe me, Amy. You'll be here to imbibe me dry every nighttime and every night you'll sleep with me in that bed."
He pointed to his bedroom.
"Oh, by the way,"he stood up, his peter and balls swayed limply as she moved towards her,"there are gon na be certain soil rules ..."
He grabbed her and held her close ; their sweating pelt toughing. She turned her head in disgust.
"I'll let you off since this is your first night ..."he said,"but, rule one, when you suck my essence you swallow, and, let's think, pattern two ..."
He slipped his hand between her legs and forced a finger into her soused puss.
"Rule two is that you only wear a gown in the house, I'll golf shot by a store and buy you a nice lacy telephone number, no step-in ..."
He removed his fingerbreadth from her pussy and started playing with her button.
"When I come home I want to be able to pull up your dress and play with your twat any clock time I like. Maybe if your good though I'll buy you some nice sexy step-in to tire out in bed ..."
He licked her face.
"I can buy you anything you want. I wouldn't let my girlfriend run around in fucking rags like that loser did."
"I'm not your girlfriend,"she said,"I'm with him."
He smiled reaching turn 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 implements of war flexing as he carried her across the room and into the adjoining bedroom.
Her heart was beating like crazy as he put her down on the bed and climbed on top of her. He started to feel her pussy.
"Fuck you're tight, sister,"he said,"tight little pussy."
He moved down and gave her pussy a sluggish tongue-fucking. His hand going heterosexual person to his rooster as we wanked himself back to a erection. The spirit and taste of her succus made him instantly erect. He spread her legs wide of the mark and positioned himself between them holding his cock-head against her entryway.
"waiting,"she said, putting a 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 accept forethought of it. What do you recollect a fucking abortion clinic's for."
"I'm not letting you. Not without a condom."Amy said.
"Not letting me ! !"
Casey slapped her difficult. 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 cock in his helping hand and forced it into Amy's pussy. She screamed.
"You're hurting me."
"Your fucking purulent feeling amazing round my pecker !"He groaned out.
He was battering her puss so hard and fast that there was clash. The whole bed was shaking underneath them. Amy was in hurting 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 stomach as he raped her.
"Get your fucking handwriting 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 heading and started drooling on her nude tits.
"Sexy as. Fucking sexy as."He chanted,"Spread your legs wider."
She tried to. But they were as wide as they would go.
"I can't,"she said.
"scatter your fucking branch wider ! !"He slapped her.
She spread are legs a little wider and let him rape her kitty. She hoped he'd come soon. Her bosom were already soaked with his spit and now he'd moved up to her face, licking it like a dog as she turned away from him.
"This is how it's gon na be every night, darlin ’,"he crooned,"you like my tool in your twat, infant ? You like me licking you ?"
She didn't answer. She just lay there and cried and waited for it all to be over.
He grabbed her ass and started plowing into her harder than before.
"Oh fuck, shit baby,"He shouted at the top of his lungs, the bed-head hammering against the paries,"shag, I'm gon na shoot my load !"
There was a pulse when Casey held his breath and then Amy felt it. Two discriminate strings of cum flooding her fuddled pussycat. Casey continued to hump 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 nerve.
"That was fucking awesome, babe,"he said, kissing her,"I just want to keep my fucking tool 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 patch. Amy thought he must surely be finished and closed her branch ; turning over onto her position. A bit 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 indulgent prick. Spooning.
"I'm your fucking beau now, Amy,"he said,"when you sleep you sleep next to me."
He reached cycle with one handwriting and cupped her sore pussycat. She felt him lick her soft back.
"Get some residual, baby,"he said,"I want to fuck you first thing tomorrow, before work. ”