..”“Yeah...”“And then I went down on you what, three times?”“You went down on me twice - the last time I just came on your tits.”“Yeah... exactly. Don’t you feel a little weird about that?”“No ... it was a date.”“I know, but ... you’re still my brother.”“So what’s bothering you?”“Well, it’s not like what happens on a date doesn’t happen...”“I know...”“So didn’t we ... y’know, commit incest? Is that even legal?”“Oh, I think I know what’s bothering you! Here, look at this.”“That necklace? Where did. It was clear that Mr. Brooking was enjoying the tale. As Dad talked, I noticed him using his thumb and index finger to spread his juice evenly over his large, reddened cockhead at regular intervals, making it shine like a waxed plumb.“Whoa, whoa, George! Don’t get your prostate in a knot. Since I didn’t catch the first part, I’ll be over here attending to the steaks ... the ones you guys have obvious not even looked at,” replied Jack crossly. “Anyway, I hope you don’t mind, Charlie, but I’ll. Five was both with tongues for thirty seconds. And six was both players with tongues for a full minute. Seemed good so far. I turned over the next dare card and this one said Pain. This one required one of the players to smack your bare back with a towel five times. Two required the same thing but 7 times. Three was 8 times, four was only five times, but the towel had to be wet, five was six times wet, and six was 7 times wet. This didnt seem so bad at all. For sure Id at least get a blowjob. " Oh, really?" Gini asked, her interest piqued. "I suffered from a bad case of the same thing," she said as she slowly approached the young man and examined his head from a respectful distance, circling him looking at his head from all angles but never once trying to touch him. "It was so bad I took to living in a cave in the desert hunting jackrabbits and lizards just so I didn't have to deal with people." And how did you treat it?" Bud asked. "After all, you seem fine now." As if by a.