Kim was suddenly distracted from looking at how much Pamie was maturing, by a high pitched squeal from Billy. He was almost XX and much taller than hi... little si(s)ter. Billy’s voice had started changing about a month ago, Kim had noticed, and it often embarrassed him, as it did most boys. He was upset by his game character dying again.He sat on the carpet bare-chested, wearing an old, faded pair of jogging shorts with an elastic waist and a tie string. Kim noticed that his hair was getting. I didn’t know that that was even possible.One hand on my mouth to stifle any more outbursts, I sneak the other between my legs to find my clit because I already feel like I only need a little nudge there and I might fly apart. My middle finger slips through my little tuft of pubic hair and down – and meets a smooth piece of plastic instead. I grope my way around my core and find that it’s all covered up by a little dome or a cup. Like a chastity belt. Probing it with my fingernails I find that. He quickly downed the rest of his bottle of wine and did as I asked. His warm hand felt glorious as he caressed my bare breasts and gently pinched my nipples.I took the opportunity to place my right hand on his crotch and felt a hard cock inside his pants. I've felt a lot of cocks recently, and Stan's seemed to be one of the biggest I’d ever touched. I wished I could pull it out and deep throat it right there, right now. But I didn’t think being arrested upon arrival in Las Vegas was a good. Then off she went for a couple of hours watching soaps whilst working out in our spare room.I thought about nothing else for the rest of the week a mixture of jealousy and arousal at the thought of Alison arranging to cheat on me again , I had tried to get intimate with her on a couple of occasions but was told that was not going to happen until we were even and if I wanted to speed things up I should be helping her !…..... I guess that’s a woman logic, but I have to admit I was secretly hoping.