.okay,” I managed to strangle out. “It was just sex, Carson. My God.” “’Just sex,” I mimicked, my voice high and mocking. “Well, what ab...ut you and your friend?” “All we did was a kiss,” I grumbled. “Having sex is way more extreme than a kiss. Especially if it was with my brother.” Then in a quiet voice she said, “I got jealous.” “Huh?” “When you kissed the blonde. I got jealous,” she said impatiently, wringing her hands. “Why?” “Because.” I leaned closer to her. “Why?” She didn’t answer and. Until I was finished.I rubbed all over getting the loose hair off her now sparse mound. It got me wondering about Mom’s, wondering if she shaved or not!Lisa next took some Aveeno Shave gel and put some directly on her pubic mound. The fragrance was light but charged with something I couldn’t put my finger on.Another tone on my computer.“Do you need to get that, Rich?”“It can wait!”“Why don’t you rub it in for me, Richard?”I had hoped she would ask, and I did, as it turned into a foamy. She didn’t dare get any sex toys in case her parents found them, but had learnt from the internet uses for household things, such as her hairbrushes, kitchen tools and her favourite a banana, as it seem so naughty and dirty it turned her on. She had no toys now, so it would have to be her fingers, reaching down to her groin she touched herself, feeling the warm opening she gently stroked her outer lips, they still throbbed a little from the clamps earlier. As her fingers traced over her. I found that I didn't have to help at all unless I just wanted to. I could kick my brain in neutral and go along for the ride. The rub was, I still felt every damned bit of it, so when he ran me til my legs felt on fire they really felt like they were on fire to me.It wasn't all that much fun just being a mental passenger in my body while someone else made it work, so after an hour or so of pouting I took control again. I must have been an awfully bad boy at some point in my life because.