I was the younger one of the two and was just hitting my 20s. My brother and I had an age gap of more than 15 years. This made him more like a father ...igure to me.His bedroom was on the top left-side of our two storied building and I used to stay in the other bedroom in the first floor. My parents used one room in the ground floor and one room was left vacant there.My parents had me in their 40s and I was a surprise for them; seems my father just counted the days wrong and mother never kept a. This one lasted about fifteen minutes as they writhed together on the bed, the paint smearing and sticking and drying on both their bodies.Finally, he’d held back as long as he could. Frank's cock was ready to explode with the cum that had been building up over the last few minutes. He’d felt Tanya come at least eight more times, and each time her quivering pussy threatened to send him over the edge. This time, she succeeded in taking him with her. His cock jerked and throbbed in her hot, wet. I could not have been a pretty sight down there but it didn’t bother him, he wanted to get his cock up me and he had done just that without any ceremony or concern.When he was right up inside me he stopped. He lay on top of me enjoying the feeling of our two bodies pressed against each other and his cock buried right up inside me. He was feeling what it was like to have his cock inside me.“It feels good.” Was all he said.I lay there and let him do what he wanted with me. I said nothing but knew. I went out, threw all the dished in the dishwasher, got that noisy thing going, cranked up some tunes and began to straighten up. Got a load of laundry together and went down the hall to start it. As I was walking back down the hall, I noticed a woman walking towards me. She had her arms full with two laundry baskets, she could hardly see where she was going and plowed right into me. Well…clothes went flying, as did the two of us. She immediately said she was sorry, and started picking up.