His comrade's steward

It started about a month after Jack-tar's brother Casey started paying off his debts. Amy and Jack had been living together for a twelvemonth by that time and the tension in the flat was almost unbearable. diddlysquat was so emphasise that they'd stopped sleeping together. The intellection of having to rely on his brother for financial support was killing him but then the people he'd borrowed from in the get-go situation would experience 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 way left no uncertainty that they were serious. It was either pay back the $ 50,000 or ace the consequences and Casey, with his high-powered job at the exchange, was the only when guy doodly-squat knew who could or would help him.
Amy was a lot more spooky these daylight as well. Not having to repugn with loan-sharks was one affair but sometimes she thought it was preferable to dealing with Casey. She'd never liked Jack's brother. In fact she hated him. He was only a year quondam than Jack and herself, at XXIX, but he'd been luckier in aliveness and made himself a considerable lot on the seismic disturbance exchange ; he was overbearing and arrogant and since he began paying off the debts they owed he'd been treating Jack 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 place in townspeople but she'd picked up a day off and mariner was working at the petrol post. She'd been sitting in the kitchen when the knock came at the apartment threshold. She glanced at the clock as she headed out into the hallway to answer it. It was about a half-hour early for Jack to be getting home 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 serious looking at on his face ; as if he was there to evict them for non-payment of rent.
"Jack's not here."Amy said.
"I'm not here to talk to Jackass,"
"Don't call him that,"Amy was trying to be demanding but in reality it was Casey who held all the posting, and she knew it.
"What should I forebode him,"Casey said, brushing past her into the apartment as if he owed the place,"guy who works at a fucking pump station who borrows fifty grand. fuck sake. You shouldn't even be with that deadbeat bastard."
Amy didn't answer. He'd threatened once or twice to check the requital and if he did diddley 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 tank.
"You mind,"he said, not really asking.
She just shrugged. He sat down at the kitchen table opening up the bottle. He took a longsighted swig and eyed her. Amy really was too serious for his deadbeat brother. She had the live fucking physical structure he'd ever seen. perfective tense c-cups, a sleek waist, beautiful slim legs and her ass, fuck, her ass was a while 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 niggling defensively.
"Yeah,"he said,"I want to speak to you and Jackass ..."
"full stop ! ...."Amy began
"Shut the fuck up !"Casey shouted, pointing the beer in her guidance,"You shut the fuck up ! I've been paying a grand a fucking week to lowlifes and all because my fuck-up sidekick can't cope with life story so I'll Call him any fucking thing I like. Or do you desire me to stop the requital ?"
"Casey he's your brother."Amy tried,
"Don't fucking prompt me,"Casey answered, then he took a draught and continued,"I want you and Jacky to arrive over to my post tonight. I've got something I want to say and you're gon na listen."
"okey,"Amy said, she was frustrated that she couldn't stand up to him,"but he's in from work in xx min you can wait and say what you've got to say here."
Casey shook his top dog,
"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 thought but there was no other way to survive than to drive Casey's abuse and jump when he said jump. When Jack finally got in from workplace she passed on the message from his buddy.
"He wants both of us to go ?"diddlyshit looked puzzled,"I told him I didn't want you involved. piece of ass 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 happen to you. Not even if I wasn't involved."
Jack breathed,"I just detest what this is doing to you."
"It's nothing Jack,"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 think what he wants."
"He was always like this,"diddly said,"that's why I didn't want to ask him for help, 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 home. He can't hurt us any more than that."
Jack 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 day so they took the underground ; arriving at Casey's around ten. Casey's apartment was much bigger than their own. Very Modern and stripped back with a massive gallery 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 hall.
They sat on one of the two three seater sofas Casey took the other for himself. Between them, on the glass table, a sheathed katana steel lay on its sinister oak standpoint. Pretentious bastard.
"What do you want ?"Jack cut to the chase.
"I'll get to that,"Casey said, and the couple could tell that he was almost anxious, 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 translate something. In the last month I've paid four rattling towards your debt with hoi polloi I haven't even fucking met. That's four of fifty that I'll be paying every month for the next year. To cut a farseeing account short circuit I'm pissed."
"I can't service it Casey."seaman grit his tooth.
"Oh, you could've, Jacky, you could've,"Casey leaned forward."But that's alright I'll keep paying, what are big brother's for anyway, and, were on the one hand this whole thing's been one massive pain sensation in my ass on the other I'm kinda sword lily you fucked up so badly."
"What ?"Amy frowned.
Casey smiled at her ; looking her right in the eyes. Then, she was indisputable, his stare filtered down to her titty. She folded her arms.
"I've got a proposition for you Jacky,"Casey said, turning his attention back to his brother,"a opportunity 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 give you a chance to sell me something for my money. Problem is you ain't got diddly and there's only one thing you own I want."
"What ?"gob 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 arrest ; running him up against the backbone wall. Blows were met with gust on both English but in the end Jack-tar landed the best of all splitting the peel above Casey's right eye and drawing parentage. Casey clutched his face and backed off.
"You ever talk shit like that again about Amy I'll roll in the hay ..."
"What ! ?"Casey spat, his manus clamped over his eye,"You'll what ! ? You limp-dicked patch 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 opinion of Casey wanting her, the thinking of him even thinking about her made feel upchuck, but she made herself mouth to him, beg him even,"please, Casey, he's your brother."
"You gob,"Casey said,"get the screwing out of my flat. If she stays behind I'll make the defrayment. 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 active they had to make them, and Casey could lead all that away with an electronic signaling.
tar turned back to his comrade.
"Casey, please."
"Get the fuck out."
"I can't,"Jack trembled.
"jak,"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."
Jack shook his heading,"piece of ass. No."
"Go,"she said,"I'll be okay. I'll try to realise him change his mind. Go."
There was aught else diddly-shit could do. Even killing Casey wouldn't have worked. He looked at his comrade with a mixture of concern, infliction and hatred. He couldn't believe he was going to impart his girl with another guy. And for money.
But that's what he did. He kissed Amy one last clock time.
"Change his judgment,"he said and, as though he couldn't base to appear, 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 old age.

*

Casey looked a real messiness with that broken skin above his eye and his adrenaline levels were through the roof after the fight.
"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 ass over here."
She moved slowly. Hoping something would find. It never did. Within minute she was standing in battlefront of Casey. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her towards him. Their eubstance touched, her hands went palm tree down on his chest, subconsciously trying to keep some space between them. To her disgust she could finger his erection pressing against her hips. She resigned herself to what was going to encounter. 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 first I want a little preview."
He leaned in to kiss her.
"Please."She moved her head away.
He grabbed the rachis of her head tightening his detainment hard enough to hurt her.
"You can get washed up after I get a little preview."He said firmly then he pulled her heading into his and kissed her.
She closed her eyes. It was disgusting.
"out-of-doors your backtalk,"he said.
She opened and let him use his tongue. She figured the quicker he finished the quicker she could get into the bathroom and lock up the door. His tongue lolled in her mouth.
"Oh indulge your so know hot,"he said,"I've wanted to tongue fuck you for months."
Her breadbasket turned. His tongue rolled back into her backtalk passing saliva between them. When he finally pulled away a string of his spit broke onto her lip. He licked it off slowly savoring the moment.
"trade good girl,"he said,"you taste awesome. Go get washed up if you want. But don't take all fucking night ... you understand ? ..."
He tugged at her neck.
"... my shtup Ball are heavy as Rock for you and I don't want to wait all night to wear out my fucking nut."
She couldn't listen to him anymore.
"Please,"she said,"let me go. I won't ... I mean ... please."
"okay infant,"he kissed her and let her go.
She made straightaway 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 sink and cried. She could still try his spittle in her oral fissure and she was terrified of what he was going to realise her do. She'd only ever had two boyfriends, jackass, and another guy she'd started dating in high 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 guys to call for things slow with her and to be romantic. But the matter 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 cutis crawl even as she thought about it. She heard his phonation again in her head ... my fucking clump are heavy as rock music for you ... I don't want to look all night to tear my fucking nut. She cried even harder then harder again when the knock came at the door.
"Get your sweet-smelling ass out here sister,"Casey said through the threshold,"prison term to start working for those fucking payments."
She almost couldn't move. But she made herself. Standing up and moving to the door. It took her a second to resolve to unlock the doorway, to shatter the only illusion of safety she still had, but in the end she did it, stepping out into the sitting room.
When she got out her knee almost buckled, she felt vomit and fright and airheaded. Casey had taken off his shirt and jeans and was sitting with his arms resting on the cover of the sofa. He was making a massive collapsible shelter in his short circuit.
"Casey,"Amy forced herself to speak,"please ... let me go home."
"Oh baby, you are home,"he said,"we're gon na christen every room tonight. I'm gon na show you how a rattling man fucking. Now take off your jeans and get the fuck over here."
"Please."Amy begged.
"Do what I fucking say whore !"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 jean.
"Yeah. Fucking sexy as."Casey breathed.
She slid them off and stepped out of them. Her bridge player falling instinctively to cover her privates. She was wearing a pair of powder-blue lacing panties. Casey's putz was getting so gruelling 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 submit up as minuscule space on the sofa as possible. He pulled her to him and for the starting time fourth dimension she touched his bare skin her. He leaned in and kissed her mouth as before.
"Let me tongue you."He said.
"No Casey."
He got angry and pushed closer to her.
"semen on, bitch, let me tongue you."
She opened her back talk for him.
"commodity girl, let me tongue you."
He kissed her for what seemed the likes of forever. His disgusting glossa rolling in and out of her mouth. A few metre he forced it in as far as it would go, choking her, forcing her to break the kiss but every time he'd forced her side 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 paw trailed down and touched her snatch through her step-in. Her helping hand went instinctively to his ; trying to delineate him away from her sex.
"Please, don't."
"Relax."He said, between kisses, his hand moving in long stroking motion between her legs.
"Don't."She tried firmly to pull his hand away and close her pegleg but he was too strong.
He finally broke the osculation and removed his bridge player. She tightly closed her legs 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 knocker ; the bra gathering them up into a juicy cleavage.
"Fuck,"he breathed,"sexy as."
He kissed her cleavage forcing her back down onto the couch with his master weight and continuing to dribble over her breast.
"What a duad of titties,"he groaned, licking them with a wet tongue, leaving shed light on malignment across the flesh.
Amy thought of laborer 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 opening or licking her human face. His hips had begun to incite in slow humping motions driving his hard prick up against her. When, suddenly, a ringtone sounded through the tranquil apartment.
"Shit,"he swore, his pelvic arch going still and his head rising from Amy's tit.
He reached down, still lying on top of Amy, to the big money of clothes he'd stripped off and riffled through the sac of his blue jean. He took out his cell and flipped it assailable.
"Yo ..."
He listened to what the caller was saying. individual 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 think what he'd do next.
"Yeah fashion plate ..."Casey was saying,"No, not tonight, can't tonight ... I'm right in the middle of chilling with this fille ... yeah, no shit ... I'm getting my shaft wet, clotheshorse ..."
Amy closed her eyes and tried not to listen.
"She's the spicy little pussy you've ever seen, man,"Casey said, fondling her boob as he spoke,"got a fucking hot ass, man ... I don't know swell ... I'll be finding out tonight though ... knowing her fucking boyfriend I doubt she's ever done it ... sugariness ... okay, man, enamor you ..."
He hung up and threw the phone on the floor. He started kissing her tits again and dry humped her for another five minutes. Then he stopped, his expression hovering over hers, she tried to turn away but he put a deal on her headway and wouldn't let her move.
"Does Jack eat you out ?"He said.
Her eyes got panic and she stared at him pleadingly.
"Does he ?"
"Please Casey, don't ask me that,"she said.
"Fuck,"Casey laughed,"he doesn't !"
"Please Casey, I'm begging you. Don't."
Casey just laughed again and took his weightiness off of her. He spun her around so she was lying along the breadth of the sofa her scurvy half hanging off.
"Oh, God, don't, please !"
"Shut the fuck up."
He got down on his knees. Positioning his fount close to her twat. Then his manpower tore away her panties. His rooster surged as he got his first sight of Amy's slit.
"I'm so fucking glad my brother could pay off his debts,"he said,"this puss is to fucking die for."
He reached stave with one hired hand a grabbed her bare ass the other hand held her rose hip in military position ; arched upwards towards his hungry rima oris. Amy tired to press his head away as he leaned in but she couldn't blockage him. She closed her eyes and started to cry as she felt his tongue touching down on her clit.
"I can't believe jak doesn't eat you out,"he said,"I always knew that fucker was a faggot."
He continued to lick, suck and tongue Amy's pussy for long arcminute. Sometimes licking the entirely area with the flat of his tongue and other prison term forcing it inside her. In the placidity elbow room all Amy could hear was the low smacking interference of his mouth, his hard external respiration and the odd lewd groan.
He opened her up with his fingers so his knife could get advantageously access.
"out-of-doors your legs wider."He said at one stage and when Amy didn't respond he just forced them open and went to town licking her snatch faster and tough than he had before. After a while he flipped her over so she was bent over the lounge.
"Let's have a look at that fucking sexy ass."He said.
Her ass really was unadulterated ; round but slight with diffused smooth skin. Casey grabbed a impudence.
"Casey."Amy tried to plough around.
Casey forced her head back down onto the sofa.
"Let me fucking period of play with your ass, squawk !"He said, continuing to stroke her."Oh, fucking aphrodisiacal ass, I'm gon na get used to this fucking sexy ass."
He started dry humping her from behind.
"Arch your back, bitch."He said.
She didn't respond. Casey made a clenched fist and punched her in the cover of the head with all his persuasiveness.
"Casey !"She cried,"Please !"
He grabbed a handful of her somewhat hair and forced her heading up from the sofa.
"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 rear end. As soon as she was totally bare he reached cycle and took her teat in his hand using them as purchase. This went on for years Amy's head sting, her mind swimming and Casey dry humping her and telling her how aphrodisiacal she was ; how much he wanted to bollocks up his load.
After a while he took his custody away from her tit and for a moment nothing happened. She could feel him fumbling back there and for a instant she didn't know what he was doing. Until his boxer landed on the couch beside her.
"Oh God, no."She said under her breath.
He held his hard cock in his hand and began to rub the mind over Amy's ass. She was more nauseate than ever. She could feel wet streaky patches forming on her skin where Casey was smearing his pre-cum.
He stood up wanking himself as he moved and then sat down next to Amy on the sofa. She looked at his pecker and nearly vomited. It was big than Jack's and leaking massive amounts of sticky, crystalize fluid. He grabbed her hair in his fist and drew her finisher.
"I hope you like the taste of pre-cum."He laughed.
"No, Casey ! !"She fought him more than she had all nighttime, pushing as hard as she could at his arduous thighs as he tried to overstretch her face towards his raging cock.
They fought like that for a retentive mo. Him pulling at her haircloth 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 blackguard do in the sack ? Look bitch I'm getting world-weary ! Do it ! suck my cock or I'll beat the tinker's dam outta you and send off you back to that dick-weasel where you can expend the rest of your short-assed lives having vanilla extract sex in that fucking stool you live in !"
She looked at his red, leaking, veined prick.
"I can't Casey,"she said,"I just ..."
He pounded her again, knockout again this fourth dimension, on the spine of the read/write head. She screamed. He'd nearly knocked her out. If he hit her again it might cause damage, she thought. She lowered her head and slowly licked the tip of his cock. She drew back at once. The penchant of him was revolting. Like salt mixed with smutty water.
"Please !"She balked.
"Good girl,"he crooned,"lick the head."
He drew her closer by the haircloth and she forced herself to lap him.
"commodity fucking girl,"he breathed, resting his head on the rachis of the couch,"taste that pre-cum"
The head of his pecker was spongy and try about as bad as the liquid that was seeping out of his. Every now and then he would constrain his hairgrip on her hair and force her closer ; forcing her lips over the beginning half inch of his cock.
"Your back talk are so hot, Amy,"he crooned,"real fucking hot around my dick. I've been waiting so face-fuck you for fucking calendar month. I've whacked off thinking about your moderately backtalk taking my cock. Come on, bitch, take more."
He forced three inch into her mouth at first. She tried to have it as much as she could but inch by in 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 fuck up bitch !"Casey said,"you'll suck me anyway."
He forced his cock all the way in. All seven inches. Amy hit at his thighs 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 honorable get used to giving brain, bitch."He said,"you'll be sucking my meat every night after work."
At this item he was face-fucking her. Lifting his ass brighten off of the leather and pounding into her mouth. He was groaning like an animal as he drove his shit home plate. Then she felt his body go stiff as a panel under her.
"Fuck ! fucking, good girl, good fille !"He shouted,"Shit, I'm about to cum."
Amy tried with all her intensity level to pull away.
"No,"he said breathlessly,"I want to spunk in your lip. I'm gon na spunk in your sassing every night."
She tried with the last of her zip to get away from him but it was too latterly.
"sanctum shit, hoot, shtup,"he shouted,"jack, 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 ooze out into her rima oris. As soon as he let go of her hair though she jumped up and ran to the bath. She spat his sperm into the sink, coughing and crying. Casey laid his head back on the sofa ; smiling as he listened to her bust.

*

Minutes later Amy came out of the john. One hand covering her sex the other covering her breasts.
"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 cheeseparing to deplume again.
"You thought wrong, baby,"Casey smiled,"I've got another forty-six weeks of defrayal to make for you and fucking Jackass. That's forty-six weeks you owe me, Amy. You'll be here to suck me dry every night and every night you'll sleep with me in that bed."
He pointed to his bedchamber.
"Oh, by the way,"he stood up, his hawkshaw and formal swayed limply as she moved towards her,"there are gon na be sure ground rules ..."
He grabbed her and held her stopping point ; their diaphoresis skins toughing. She turned her school principal in disgust.
"I'll let you off since this is your offset night ..."he said,"but, rein one, when you suck my meat you swallow, and, let's think, rule two ..."
He slipped his hand between her branch and forced a finger into her blotto puss.
"formula two is that you only wear a gown in the theater, I'll swing by a depot and buy you a nice lacy number, no panties ..."
He removed his finger from her pussy and started playing with her clitoris.
"When I come home I want to be able to tear up your apparel and swordplay with your pussy any time I like. Maybe if your good though I'll buy you some gracious sexy scanty to tire out in bed ..."
He licked her face.
"I can buy you anything you want. I wouldn't let my lady friend run around in fucking rags like that loser did."
"I'm not your lady friend,"she said,"I'm with him."
He smiled reaching one shot 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 arm flexing as he carried her across the room and into the adjoining bedroom.
Her marrow was beating comparable crazy as he put her down on the bed and climbed on top of her. He started to finger her pussy.
"ass you're tight, infant,"he said,"tight footling pussy."
He moved down and gave her puss a easy tongue-fucking. His deal going straight to his cock as we wanked himself back to a hard-on. The smell and taste of her juices made him instantly erect. He spread her legs wide-eyed and positioned himself between them holding his cock-head against her entrance.
"postponement,"she said, putting a hand over her kitty-cat,"I'm not on the anovulant. 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 care of it. What do you think a screw 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 manpower 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 hand and forced it into Amy's pussy. She screamed.
"You're hurting me."
"Your fucking pussy flavor amazing beat my turncock !"He groaned out.
He was battering her pussy so firmly and tight that there was friction. The whole bed was shaking underneath them. Amy was in bother and she knew he was doing it this way because she'd answered back. She tried to calm him. Placing her hired hand softly on his tum as he raped her.
"Get your fucking hired man over your head."
He slapped her again. Then, when she did what he said, he settled down and slowed the step of his humping. He lowered his head and started drooling on her naked nipple.
"Sexy as. Fucking sexy as."He chanted,"banquet your ramification wider."
She tried to. But they were as wide-cut as they would go.
"I can't,"she said.
"Spread your fucking pegleg wider ! !"He slapped her.
She spread are legs a little wider and let him despoil her pussy. She hoped he'd come soon. Her tit were already soaked with his expectoration and now he'd moved up to her aspect, 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 dick in your cunt, sister ? 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 intemperately than before.
"Oh fuck, shit infant,"He shouted at the top of his lungs, the bed-head hammering against the wall,"shag, I'm gon na photograph my encumbrance !"
There was a meter when Casey held his breathing place and then Amy felt it. Two tell apart cosmic string of cum flooding her pixilated pussy. Casey continued to hump in and out of her ; milking his cock. He kept it inside her until it was flaccid again all the while continuing to slaver on her aspect.
"That was fucking awesome, baby,"he said, kissing her,"I just want to maintain 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 washed-out. He lay there like that for a while. Amy thought he must surely be finished and closed her legs ; turning over onto her side. 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 soft cock. Spooning.
"I'm your fucking beau now, Amy,"he said,"when you sleep you sleep adjacent to me."
He reached one shot with one hand and cupped her sore pussy. She felt him lick her soft back.
"Get some rest, babe,"he said,"I want to get it on you offset thing tomorrow, before body of work. ”