They justkiss, no talking! My hair is kind of long, comes down to themiddle of my back. He gets up and stands there looking atme and I start to get up...too. He says, "no, just let melook at you". He obviously likes what he sees I cansee he is getting a boner in his thick shorts. Whats funnyis that I can hear jingling every once in a while when we werekissing. He takes his keys out of his pocket and puts themon my dresser. Then he takes off his shirt. He says, "Imnot as tan as you, so dont laugh. ." I mean, there's only mom and sis," he said."Never mind," Shelly said. "Let's get back to work."Brian pulled himself up out of the water, his cock bulging in his shorts,hard and almost painful from its constriction."That looks uncomfortable," Shelly said, indicating his cock."Sort of," Brian agreed, resisting the urge to reach down and rearrangehimself."I think you should just take them off," Shelly said. "You'd be a lot morecomfortable." You mean it?" Sure. Besides, I really do want to see. He wouldhave scoffed at drinking something that smelled that pungent if it wasany other situation but he trusted Zephram and he knew that he hadlittle or no time to spare. He tipped the flask up and tasted a strongtaste that was a mix of something incredibly sour like lemons andincredibly disgusting like chalk as the think liquid began to trickledown his throat. Just as he felt the last of the liquid going down hemade a gagging sound but was able to hold it down. At the exact sametime he. They both walked away and Brent got dressed; Jess and I did not, obviously. Jess arose and we stood at attention waiting for them to finish.Once they were decent, they headed towards the door. I opened it like a good little naked doorman while Jess stood at attention opposite me.At the door way, Emma paused in front of me and leaned in to my ear.“I meant what I said. I WILL make this up to you,” she said as she let her fingers slide over my abused cock.“Thank you, Mistress,” I said. I gave her.