What I really needed, was to take a second and think. Just for a moment. Not even to stop, but slow it down, keep it gentle. Maybe s**t would have been less difficult if I thought first and acted later. But that's not me.
She looked at me with her clear blue eyes. The were open and full of want. She bit her lip. The very last pretense of self control left me. I was on her petite form incredibly quickly, my c**k at her entrance. I hesitated, but only to make sure to enter her slowly. She felt so small beneath me. I wanted to f**k her in the worst way but I somehow still thought of her as fragile.
"Don't worry, brother, you won't break me. Do to me what you did to Mom. You know, when she'd been bratty," she followed that with a sinful giggle. I gave zero thought to how Becky knew the ins a
