<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/41/25/9c/41259c74bba8489f2774bfebbe3d362f.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jenna<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Jenna's Bedroom -> Mall<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning -> Afternoon Day 2<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Sam (Jenna's Best Friend)<br/><br/><em>"I suggest you figure out what friend we're going to fuck..."</em>It was like the words were written in the air. The moment Richard shut her bedroom door, Jenna buried her face in her pillow and giggled. Her little brother had just fucked her twice, making her cum like never before. She was sure he'd been a virgin too.<br/><br/>The only downside was the blackmail. He had her cold. He wanted to fuck her in the ass. Jenna hadn't even considered letting her boyfriend... ex-boyfriend, do that! Plus she had to bring a friend. The little shit was bold. The friend was probably the easy part. Samantha Whittman, Sam to her friends of which, Jenna was best; she would probably even be fine with the incesty stuff. Serendipitously they were set to meet at the mall later that day.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was just like Sam to want to go to the lingerie shop. They were in the middle of the store, flipping through a rack of bras. "He called me his little fucktoy so I told him to get out. I didn't think he'd go and leave me like that. Fucker..." Jenna laughed as she cursed her boyfriend. She could see the question burning in Sam's eyes. Jenna held up her hands and wiggled her thumbs. "No I didn't dislocate my thumbs to get free." Jenna smirked and leaned closer. "My little brother found me. The little shit." Jenna was blushing brightly, though, and no longer looking at Sam. It was a clear sign there was more to the story.