As he got dressed again, he smiled. She lay in a ball crying on the couch. Her little ass looked so sweet and smooth. “You should learn to respect y...ur brother. That's what brought this on.” He walked out and smiled. Things were really getting fun. His plan was a hitch so far. Four girls had learned not to fuck with their brothers. He figured it was time for a smoke. Thomas dialed the guys and told them to meet up at the abandoned house. It was time to celebrate. And as he pulled onto the road. Gemma sat on top of me with her knees astride my waist and squeezed my boobies and then gave me a long, lingering kiss. I was getting really hot and I don't think I had felt this sexy since our first time. I stroked the beautifully silky flesh of Gemma's legs and twanged her hold ups playfully. We lay there kissing for ages until we heard voices and a few people were coming out for afternoon break. We flattened our dresses and continued on our way, hand in hand. “Come on Gemma, what’s on your. One day at the office, all the sales people were out leaving just me and Nikki and in a quiet time in the afternoon, she shyly called me over to her desk. “You’re a man. Could you help me out with some man trouble”.“What’s the problem?”She had been seeing a guy for a few years and had recently split up with him. He had his own house and was asking her over and wasn’t sure if she should get involved again. I said I thought she should steer well clear but the conversation carried on. Eventually,. If he wins he will probably rub your panties all over his cock." My wife said teasingly.I removed my shorts and boxers and knelt on Kelly's chaise lounge, my knees between hers. I wanted her to have a good view of me as I masturbated. I also wanted a closer look at those panties. I spit into the palm of my right hand and began to stroke my cock slowly, pointing it right at Kelly's face. My wife sat up in her lounge and gave herself a front row seat to my stroke session. With one hand, Kelly.