Satisfied that he was steely rigid, they slid to his sides, Beth on the left, Kat on his right. She rolled onto her back and opened her mouth wide, a clear invitation. Xxnx He caressed her breasts. They necked like kids. He took the lube he’s put on the nightstand and began preparing her and his shaft. She squealed. Her tongue darted to his ass. I am now Beth’s sister and she means the world to me, as will our child. Four days later, Jennifer found extensive files in her e-mail. Her belly had a touch of feminine roundness. “You’d do that for me?” Beth cried. Two weeks later, a message arrived for Kat. “Sometimes women who’ve been raped go through what I call a “rewrite” encounter.
