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Jenn and Teresa 2 (Chapter 3)

Chapter 3

Teresa was naked and tied spread eagle to the bed. Jenn stood over her in complete control. She set down the three bottles and took off her black underwear, leaving just the black corsette, pressing her tits together exposing alot of clevage. She pulled out a digital camera and started taking pictures at all angles “this is so I can masturbate to you later, sis” then she climbed on top of Teresa, who was pulling hard at her bonds, only to have the furry handcuffs hurt her wrists and ankles. Jenn climbed onto the bed and straddled her older sister, inching up until she had her knees on Teresa’s shoulders, to keep her already restrained sister from moving. “You call this revenge? Hey! I can see your pussy, looks nice!” Teresa laughed. Jenn slapped her across the face several times, then put her hand on Teresa’s neck and started to squeeze thightly. Jenn started grinding her pussy against Teresa’s tits while choking her. Once Teresa’s face started changing color she let go. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Teresa gasped. Jenn just smiled and reached for one of the Vodka bottles. “You wanted to get me drunk and fuck me, right?” Jenn asked. “Untie me right fucking now Jenn, I’ll fucking tell mom if you don’t.” “If you tell mom what I did, I’ll tell her what you did”. “she won’t believe you, Jenn. You were fucking adopted” (this was an obvious lie, considering anyone could tell Jenn and Teresa were related, but Jenn played along) “Then I’ll just have to rape mom too, as punishment for giving birth to you and dragging me into this fucking family. Care for a drink?” she asked. Before Teresa could answer, Jenn started pouring vodka over her older sister, the started licking her tits. “Oh please, this is the most painless thing ever. God forbid I actually enjoy your ‘revenge’” she laughed. Jenn pulled out a lighter and Teresa stared in complete shock, then her demeanor changed “DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT FUCK FUCK HEEEEEEELP” she cried but there was no one to help. Jenn held the lighter closer to Teresa’s alcohol covered body, Teresa started crying and begging her to stop.

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