I knew well not to oblige and let it throb and flex all it wanted for a minute or so until it flagged and dropped on my belly feeling hurt and agony o... defeat.The rush was over, my manhood had successfully overcome one close encounter and I felt proud of it. Once again I pated and petted my pride toy for a while and again started running my hand lightly over my cock with heavy feeling in my shaft tempting me to grab hold.And repeat jerking myself viciously but that is not what I wanted to do. I. As I set foot in the kitchen, I was presented with a full glass of cold beer, and a warm smile. Mum didn't approve of me drinking beer away from home. Sally knew it, and Mum knew she gave it to me anyway. All of that made it so much more fun."Come talk to me, Paul. How was the beach?"Sally was a chatterbox, and I took a sip of the beer before answering. "It was unexpectedly good, actually, Sally. Where's Mike?" Mike was my step-uncle, I guess. He and Sally had been 'shacked up' as Mum said, for. This new man, this friend of Billy’s, now put his finger against Lotte’s lips, stroking. It was Friday evening, and Lotte had just returned from work. She had taken off her coat, and heard the doorbell ring. On the doorstep had been this big black man, who had said he was a friend of Billy’s. Lotte had immediately asked him in and led him into her sitting-room.Now, he was pushing two fingers into her mouth. Immediately, her vagina gushed. Her knickers became totally soaked, and she blushed. Or proceed to my own little teen, bound, gagged and prepared in my sex room.My own hard on gave me the right answer. The flutters in my stomach was turning into a storm of excitement, getting unbearable, watching my brothers play with their girls while I did nothing. NO. A special treat was waiting for me and I believed that it was time to visit my sweetheart and have my fair share of unprecedented lust.It was silent in the hall when I closed the door to the room where my brother and crone was..