Every time his swim team was finished with practice, he would swim a few more cooldown laps so he wouldn't have to walk through the locker room and sh...wers filled with speedo clad bodies and freely swinging cocks. Instinctually he knew if he walked back there, blushing and breathing hard, it would not go well for him.And when he hit puberty, he had to start hiding his own erection. In his mind, he just thought this was something he had to deal with secretly so the other boys would never know.. He watched her, his eyes full of craving, still maintaining an illusion of lifelessness. Only the subtle twitch of his cock betrayed him, a detail the ballerina failed to observe."As he’d promised, he began stroking his cock in earnest, trying to build himself up to climax to coincide with the end of the tale, while slowly fucking his sister, thumb once more teasing her lovely clit."Patiently, despite the hunger of his body, he waited until she spun past, so closely that he felt the breeze of. All that to say that the three bimbos—I really need to stop calling them that or I’ll slip up when we’re working—the blondes from two doors down had definitely packed on some weight. A steady diet of alcohol and snack food will do that to you. I don’t think any of their household cooked meals, so they ate at the student union or McDonald’s. They weren’t fat, but their curves had definitely become rounder and softer since we first met in September. I liked it. They were almost Rubenesque.“This. Mike wouldn't let himself believe it. Jackie was in denial. But somehow, seeing that coffin was more than we could bear. The wake had been the night before, we had all cried even more. Seeing our beautiful Kaitlin alone there, sleeping quietly.A never ending sleep, where she wouldn't wake up the next morning and smile to Mike who was sleeping next to her.A never ending sleep where she would never wake up to face the sun and beauty of a new day.A never ending sleep where we could not wake her.