He had this smirk on his face like he wasn't going to call my bluff. I thought...ohhh, it's on. On the outside I tried to act completely calm. Inside ... was getting a little excited, probably without realizing it. I stopped my truck on the side of the building were I felt like it would be less obvious. Took off my seat belt...I looked right at him, but said nothing. He looked right back at me, still smirking. I thought ,I'll wipe that smirk off your face. I leaned over and felt the front of his. It’s for a magazine.”“What kind of magazine asks for pictures like this?”“I don’t know. But the title is ‘Naughty Fantasies’. By the way, what is your naughtiest fantasy?”“Getting banged by black cocks.”“That’s it you are the perfect girl for this.”“But I have a boyfriend who loves me so much. And he is better than those three idiots I’ve dated before.”“What makes him so better? His cock?”“No. He is okay with the fact that I’m a model posing like this. And also he is better than those three. He wore kidskin driving gloves and a chauffeur’s hat. I laughed as I watched them leave. Baby liked to get into his role. They would soon be at Jason’s apartment and he would be on his way to his family’s home. While baby was gone, I cleaned the dungeon and put the toys away, restocking the cupboard with lube to replace that which we had used. We definitely need to go to the toy store. I remade the bed with fresh white sheets and pillowcases and changed the canopy for a sheer white one,. I loved being looked at. I loved looking at my broth- ... no, just at a cock. I loved looking at cock.The familiar feeling of an orgasm began to approach, and I slowed down. I couldn’t cum, not yet. My brother had to cum first - that’s why we were here, after all. That was the purpose of tonight. That was my purpose in being here. My purpose was to make my brother cum.Even though I slowed my stimulation down, the situation was so uniquely erotic, I couldn’t help but get more and more aroused. I.