I loved the warm soft feeling. I wrapped my hands around it for a minute. It was very large and thick and swollen. I could hardly wrap my hands around...this thing. Before I go any further I should get Salony. I walked over to my bedroom woke Salony up and told her about the situation. She lit up and said “do you think we can touch and stroke it while he is sleep?” and I said “we can try. We can pretend we just snuck in his room to sleep because we were scared or whatever and wanted some uncle. Ellen felt safe in her room with the trio gazing down on her while she slept.Justin sat at his laptop watching the girl as she slumbered. He was logged on to a web-cam that offered a view of her bedroom. He could control the camera lens from the laptop so he slowly panned the camera horizontally then vertically to gauge the limits of the view. He centered on the sleeping figure under the blanket then zoomed until her profile on the pillow filled the screen, 15-year-old Ellen was cute in her. The bra you have had on your face!” She then turned it around and stuck my face in one of the cups. “Sniff it!! That’s it! Smell hot young slut!” She then hung that bra back up and took my hand and ran it over the formed cups of the bras. My mind was seeing flesh filling each of the cups and my balls were rising so tight that walking was becoming uncomfortable.Rita grabbed a pair of g-string undies meant for a teen girl that said, “Naughty but Nice”, pulled them off of their hanger and. I almost felt like a proud elk being stripped of its horns, an elephant without a trunk, or a stud without its junk. It also felt like Ivan was eying me creepily, and grinning incongruously to every mention of a word even remotely related to intercourse, like 'milk', 'butter', or 'hoe'. Before abject terror pulled at my instincts and made me leap outside a truck doing eighty on the interstate, he turned and said to me with an approving tone, proudly waving a badly groomed finger in the air:"You.