Then carried everything else into the house.I was really having fun running the vacuum cleaner when her parents showedup with the Step Brother and the...Baby brother. I think that maybe hermother, whom I had always been leery of must have talked with him. Becausethe step brother was suddenly not trying to find ways to taunt me.I took the baby brother from her propping him up on my hip as I climbed thesteps to the front door."You should have been born a girl child, I've always felt it suited. So I ventured out to the tool shed to see what I could find and there was much to chose from garden tools, to snow shovels, I see that the snow shovel had a bigger handle than anything else, so I cleaned off the best I could but still wasn't clean enough, so I took a bread rapper and covered it and greased it up with Vaseline and stuck my fingers in self for a slippery entrance, but the tightness of my ass wouldn't let it slide in as planned, but I was determined to get it in me to the point. Icalled his work at about two PM and told him where I hid the key to theapartment and that this was his key to keep. When I came home at sixthat evening I was surprised that the kitchen table was already set fordinner and that he had cooked dinner for us. I asked him where helearned to cook and he said, "if you can read, you can cook. Just followthe recipe in the book." It made sense to me. He made meat loaf withbaked potatoes and string beans, and he had baked a frozen strawberry piefor. I smiled and then I slipped my lips over the end of his cock. I slowly and methodically worked my way down his shaft, breathing through my nose to avoid a gag reflex and using my fingers to massage his tool. As I did, Tim held on to my head, gripping the hair on my head. He had a musty, but pleasant smell. His pubic hair was jet back and closely cropped. I liked that. His underwear fell to his knees and joined his trousers in a heap on the floor next to my cubicle desk. I slipped my fingers on.