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Banging My Horny Brother


Bethany rolled her big blue eyes. Seth was at it again. Every since her father married Seth's mother three months back, and they all moved in together, he'd been trying to get into her panties.

"I don't want to fuck you," she said, for the thousandth time.

His constant hitting on her was wearing her out. As much as she wanted to, really needed to, live at home until she graduated college, he made her seriously consider moving in with some of her girlfriends. That would mean she'd have to get a real job, though.

"Come on, sista-girl, give it up," Seth said, acting all gangsta. He was a twenty-five year old ne'er-do-well, who had dreams of being a rapper, but he was just a skinny white boy. "Beth and Seth gonna burn it up in the bedroom tonight."

She shook her head, glanced at him, and then at the clock. It was just eight at night, and their parents were out on a "date" that night. Actually, it was a Friday night and the parents would be gone the whole weekend. Bethany was broke, so was stuck at home all weekend. With Seth.

This bastard's relentless, she thought with a grimace. If I'm not careful, he wear me down and have his way with me. Unless…

Bethany stood up before him, fluffed her long, stylishly tousled red hair. She bowed her back, displaying her body sexily. Seth's eyes all but bugged out. She was wearing a midriff baring pink tank, which was nice and snug. No bra. Her jeans were low riders, and even snugger than her tank. Her stiletto pumps were the same pink as the tank.

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