Amy pulls briefly back only to begin stabbing pneumatically away, f*****g me in the up-thrust butt like a b***h, a slut, a violated little innocent more eager for the corruption than any insane sadist’s most arcane tastes could contemplate.
Compared to being wedgied, the agony, indignity, the sheer ignominy of my wallowing response are all magnified a million times.
Oh, the power, deep reach and speed with which my lovely cousin’s c**k gores into me seem like all I’ll ever need indeed. Immediately Amy can read this in me – or at least in my frantic reactions. How she gloats as she punches her defiling truncheon home!
“That’s right: love it, you slut! It’s what you were created for. What good is dating, romance, coitus, marriage or breeding to a detestable little sister-lusting sissy? Wh
