Brad’s prick was much larger than Daddy’s, but the way they were doing it now, with a little preparation and consideration for her feelings made a...l the difference. It was making her very excited. She felt the big head finally slide past her sphincter and waited a few seconds to get used to it, then slowly let her body slide more and more of her brother’s prick into her bowels.Brad really admired his kid sister’s spunk. After all the times of her dad raping her asshole, she seemed to actually. The man was a little older (maybe early 60's), and was a little chunkier around the edges; his face was not very well groomed either, with a bushy beard and messy short hair. Eagerly he unbuckled the belt on his jeans and let them drop to the floor. His underwear was bulging, as his cock fought to be freed from its restraint. He then quickly dropped his boxer shorts, letting his cock (that already showed the little droplet of pre-cum formed on the tip of his cock) bounce freely. He then held. I missed Madison.I called her an hour after I arrived and asked her, “Are you coming?”She replied, "Sorry, I fell asleep I will be there as soon as I can.”Another hour passed by and still no Madison, so I called her again and got her voicemail. I decided to go back to our room.Driving back to our place took some time as there was an accident, and they had the road over the bridge down to one lane.I opened the door to our dorm room, and no Madison. I sat there for a few minutes, trying to think.. Gods of the feathered spirits! He had never seen anything like it. His black balls tingled and ached, and he longed to thrust forward into the narrow teasing slit swinging into the air before him right now without further hesitation. But he couldn't. He had waited too many hours to get her like this, helpless and kneeling like a slave in front of him. He had to get the most from it.The black savage held himself back, purposely torturing himself for the moment in anticipation of when he would.