Saying, for her “not to move her hands regardless of her desires to protect her-self or she would be secured and double the sentence” he then trai...ed the lead over the table edge between her two hands. Her face was a mix of determination, fear and expectation as he fetched a flexible cane, making sure she could see it, before moving behind her and resting the cane across her backside. Her finger white now as she gripped the edge, my cock now so stiff it hurt and I almost wished I was in my. “Trust me? Oh please, we’ve been best friends forever. I think Brantley should be worried!”“Yeah, he should. I might leave him for you!”Missy and I both laughed together like best friends do. The truth though, I really enjoyed Missy’s touch today. In all reality, I was essentially going to get the best of both worlds. I was going to have my best friend and get to finally fuck my brother.I grabbed the tanning lotion off of my bureau and headed to the linen closet to get me and Missy beach towels. Throwing me down on the bed you are on top of me and your leg is spreading my legs apart. And with no waiting your cock is sliding in me again in one shot and I am moaning with pure delight. Your thrusts become so much harder and quicker. Before I know it I am cumming all over you and you are going even harder. This time I feel your warm sensation inside me and feeling it drip down my leg. Both exhausted but it is not over yet you tell me. Turning me on my back I feel you start to enter me from. “Bryce, if I am wrong, forgive me… but I have a strong feeling that you’re gay,” Vincent said, softly.Bryce just sat on the opposite bed totally gobsmacked, looking like a criminal who had been publically exposed for a crime in the communal centre of an eighteenth-century town. There was a very prolonged and uncomfortable silence as Bryce blushed, before finally nodding his head.“Fuck… buddy, relax… that’s okay with me,” Vincent said, in a soothing and reassuring voice. Then, tapping on the bed.