My eyes are locked onto his taut and olive skinned buttocks as my fingers play harder with my throbbing penis. Dress him in the right clothes and he c...uld be a really pretty little girl!He isn't my brother by blood. After she had me mum couldn't have any more kids so not so long ago her and dad decided to adopt and give them another son and me a brother. We don't look anything like brothers for certain. Sue's slender, dark, and pretty. I'm not ugly but I'm blond, fair skinned, blue eyed, and. I said nothing but merely motioned in the direction of the fuel line. She apologized and resumed her fuel line duty – she did not see the affectionate smile of satisfaction on my face – this woman was magic. I resumed the stroking of my penis inside her love tunnel, but with more urgency, and with the clear intention of satisfying myself this time. Long strokes, from the lips all the way in, applying some upward pressure to get maximum friction on the head. 20 – 30 strokes further I erupted. He moves away and you are left alone on the bed – spunk running from your sore abused cunt, spunk dribbling down your chin, the taste of cum in your mouth, your buttocks tingling from the slaps, your face red from the initial blow from your and your nipples are swollen and tingling. Your clit is still engorged, it still needs stimulation, you know you need to cum again and you edge up the bed, getting on to it properly as the five guys stand and watch you. The two suits have limp dicks as they. Charles had even ridden over to Jane's house, but she hadn't been there.Now Charles sat alone on his bed. Her sent was still in the room, but fading ever so slightly. She hadn't taken a horse, so she must have left on foot. But the servants would have found her if she had, for she couldn't have walked very far so quickly.She had left just as mysteriously as she had come, probably back to wherever she had come from. Was she even real?"Charlie?" he heard a hesitant voice at the door."Don't call.