Besides the fact that he kisses like a dream, his dick is perfect and he eats pussy like a professional, he is just a nice guy. That sounds odd and it...has really made me question some of my perceptions about people. Let me try to explain. I think even though I was a willing participant in a threesome with a stranger, I had a preconceived idea of what people were like that had threesomes with strangers. Does that make sense? I suppose my southern girl upbringing somehow associated sexually free. “Giss tongue!” And there the three were, watched by Rosanne who liked a bit of tongue but not so much as the others, as they took tongue to cheek to tooth, and rubbed each others’ backs as they did so, hands under each others’ tee-shirts, until, a few minutes later, their tongues sore from the probing, they pushed each other off and sank back onto the park bench. “So, how’s it, Bun?” asked Rosanne, puffing on her joint. “Good day at school? Fucked any good boys?” “Wouldn’t you fucking like. ..and now the time has come for us to make it really happen"...I chuckle at how pleased we both have become with ourselves. we are both nervous afraid and scared, nervous of what is about to happen, afraid of releasing our emotions and scared of the outcome and ramifications, especially if I fail to maintain my diabetes medication while we are doing this, this thing we call a fantasy." She nods slowly, and loudly states, "ramifications, ha! But in a good way...and no we don't know what it. I said "I don"t care if you see me naked" and she replied " You"re my brother and I don"t want to see you"re hard cock" I began to move closer and I said " just look at it once, what could it hurt?" she slowly looked at it and said " I had no idea how big you were." I replied " you can feel it if you"d like" she reached out and grabbed my dick. she began to stroke it, and i said " don"t you want it?" she said " I do, but you are my brother" at this point I knew I had her. I reached up and.