Brandy yipped and tried to cover her face with her thin arms. Xnx Bored and angry, she lowered her shirt and sat on the sofa once more. When he pulled down his boxers Brandy gasped. Her father stood there, but instead of two of his hunting buddies two tall black men were there. Now she was eighteen and still lived at home with her father, her mother had left years ago, wanting more than a cheating husband and a rickety single wide in a broke ass hick town. She got into the familiar position but Trey forced her face to the mattress. The other man was leaner but still muscular, younger, with shoulder length dreadlocks and tattoos on his lighter brown skin. Brandy endured the pain, endured the violation, because there was nothing else she could do.
