The Bums, with a lot of their friends, yeah!

A man's rough hand closes over yours and pushes the spoon deeper into your sister's pink cunny to get a scoop of the peanut butter. His other hand paws Sue's bare tits as he lifts the spoon and slurps just by your ear.

"Mmm, girlie, your pussy's a regular soup kitchen."

You remain naked and spread in the kitchen chair, surrendering your sister's nude body. The man keeps eating the peanut butter from the tiny boutique jar which is your sister's pussy. The crusty spoon dips in deeper in the pink.

"Where are your parents?"

You try to recall. It's hazy, lost in all the trouble you've gotten your bitch sister's hot body in. There was a phone call.

"They're on vacation. Sometimes they're gone for months at a time."

Months at a time in which your sister is a total bitch and tease. But the joke's on her. You've got her body crossing lines she won't be able to cross back.

"Months at a time? Boys, we've got ourselves a squat!"

Dark shapes come into the house. Bums rush past you with satchels. Upstairs, into the living room, into the garage. You're lost, hazy.

The man leans over and bites your neck, giving you a deep hickey. You moan, your fingers travelling to your pussy, but there isn't time. The man comes around, pushing his greasy cock into your still tight pussy, penetrating cleanly through what's left of the peanut butter.

He bites your tits and your pussy clenches around him and you pass out, a nubile girl in a house filled with bums, dregs, and criminals.