I hated my brother's friends when they came over. All they did was stare at me and my mom, I swear. I put on extra clothes when they were around, just...cause they made me feel naked."That's just the way boys are," Mom shrugged when I asked her about it. "Especially boys that age." When are they gonna grow out of it?" I wondered, cause some of those guys had been staring at me for years."When?" She giggled and sounded twenty years younger. Everybody loved my mom's giggle. "Never. So you're just. Dad had told me yesterday at dinner that the tension wasn't helping Tiffany any, and that he didn't see what the fuss was about, anyway. After all, weren't they both going to be in the play? Who cared who sang what?I had pointed out, in all innocence, that if Dave and I were on the same football team and I'd been picked to be quarterback, Dave would be understandably upset. After he finished laughing at the idea of my being a quarterback, Dad just said that was different. He also told me to. She’s wearing a sexy little g-string and I start nibbling and sucking on her neck and it drives her crazy as I can tell because her breathing quickened and she started digging her nails into my back. I slowly make my way down from her neck to her tits as I am sucking and nibbling on one I am playing with the other as I switch from time to time. She stops me and pulls my head to hers as we embrace with a sweet kiss, I slide her g-string off as I lightly rub my fingers over her dripping wet. His cock was uncircumcised and fat. Big and fat. I started stroking it as he drove along, and felt it getting bigger and bigger in my hand. After a few minutes my fingers couldn't encircle it and it stood hard and proud and throbbing. Smiler just groaned and kept his eyes on the road. I leaned over and kissed the tip of his cock, then flicked around the head with the tip of my tongue. He tasted of hand soap; I seriously think he gave himself a wash when he collected his Landrover. Nice touch..