1. The Second Place Sister: Ch. 10


    Date: 4/29/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Bondage and restriction, Female Domination, Group Sex, Humiliation, Incest, Masturbation, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Author: Hamlin, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    each others faces. They swapped positions, did all over again. After several hard orgasms, they lay panting on the towels. Stephanie stopped the video, set her phone aside, and dove naked into the pool. It wasn't long before Tori and Cindy were joining her. If it weren't for the ache in her cunt that never seemed to go away, and the fact that she was skinny dipping, Tori thought she could almost feel normal again. They were laughing, rough housing, and kissing each other. They were young, getting rich, and it was summer. Life was good. *The Walls Came Tumbling Down* It was raining on Friday, and the steamy heat seemed to cling to John Hamlin's clothes as he pushed through the double glass doors of a downtown office building. He crossed the lobby, gave the receptionist his name, and waited. The girl told him to take the elevator to the fifth floor. Suite 503. John had been making inquiries over the last week with medical and psychological professionals, trying to find more information on Tori's condition. The responses had been...disturbing. The replies were all the same. There was no such condition, at least not under that name. Certainly there were people out there who were addicted to sex, and several of the responses he'd gotten back had admitted as much. However, none of them could pin down exactly what he was talking about. A few had offered to examine Tori, but he politely declined at this juncture. He didn't want to subject his daughter to more therapy, tests, or ...
    anything else without knowing more. Then, he'd received a call from a special investigator with the FBI's sexual crimes unit, asking him to please come in and talk with them. They promised that it would be worth his while, and that they could offer him some information. His interest piqued, John now found himself riding the elevator to suite 503. He stepped off, and made his way down a carpeted hallway to suite 503, let himself in, and was greeted by a receptionist. Again, he gave his name, waited. A stocky man in a dark suit and tie came through a door in the back and held out his hand. “Mr. Hamlin? Agent Arnold Oliver. It's good to meet you,” “Thanks,” “Would you follow me, please?” He took John through the back door and into a sparsely decorated office. He offered him a chair, and then sat behind a metal desk, and slid a piece of paper and a pen over. “This is a nondisclosure agreement,” he explained, “Before I can tell you anything, I'll need you to sign it, please,” John looked it over. He'd seen many such agreements in the past, and it looked pretty standard. He signed it, passed it back. The agent slipped it into a folder, and then pulled a large file out of his desk. “Thanks for coming in,” Oliver said, “I'm sure you're wondering why I asked you here,” “I am,” “Your recent inquiries into a rare disorder tipped us off, so I tracked you down. You see, I head an investigation into sex crimes, things like human trafficking, and I understand you have a daughter who was recently ...
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