She smiles at me, and wow, she has really grown up, wow, holy shit, and how gorgeous she's turned out to be.I can't help myself, but my eyes really wa...t to move downwards to her heaving chest, that jumps up and down whenever she's laughing. She glances over at me from time to time but shows no signs of being turned on by me. Why the fuck should she.. I'm her fucking brother. Get a fucking grip. But… I do feel my cock getting harder, she turned away from me and man, her ass is soo tight and. So he wasn't getting a real treat for his effort---but that didn't stop him from trying: at the next stoplight, he seemed to deliberately drop a pen on the floor so that he could "sneak a peek" as he bent down to pick it up. Soon we were halted at a stoplight, in the middle of the lower level, where signs are posted instructing drivers to use headlights, even though it may be broad daylight in the world above. I sat there.... and a naughty thought came to mind. I'd torture the man, I. "That must be torture for the poor sissy." Oh, it is not only a wonderful way to ensure the sissy remains in aconstant state of suffering, it is also a wonderful way of ensuring thesissy becomes focused entirely on her owner and in serving as perfectly asshe possibly can," Stephanie shared. "You see her only hope for my takingmercy on her is if she serves me without blemish and maintains a positive,happy attitude in the process." And her outfit is so outlandish," I commented. "Do you have. This time, Ruth was startled, but she quickly joined me in initiating the session.After about 15 seconds of kissing, Ruth pushed me far enough away so that she could regain her balance. She took me by the hand and led me directly to the bedroom. There was nothing coy about Ruth this morning: she knew exactly what she wanted.She marched me directly to her bed and dropped my hand. Ruth was wearing a light summer dress that fell to the floor with hardly more than a shrug of her shoulders. She.