"You keep it because of Tom, not because of your parents," she continued. "I can tell. Your parents had no meaning for you. Tom did."Sean shook his he...d.Tom, his younger brother, had taken his own life at the family cabin the year before their parents died. Tom, the over-achiever with the mischievous laugh and the love of music. Tom, the 'A'-student whom, by now, everyone expects to commit suicide. Tom, the loner who cared little or nothing for popularity among his classmates, until he said so. We both deserve it." But what if this thing doesn't..." It will," I assured him, reaching over and unsnapping his pajamas and grabbing his dangling cock before they hit the floor. "You're going to get hard. Really hard like you did when you were my age, and then you're going to put that incredible cock of yours into my ass, and you're going to take me just like I took you." ***For once in my life, I made the right decision when I bought something. I had almost opted to get a cheaper model of. Janie could also be happy tea bagging a guy while stroking his rock hard man sausage until he shot a huge load warm man cream in her hair or all over her bare big nippled breasts depending on the position of the participants at the time of the male’s sploogy climax. Occasionally, Janie would encounter a man whose nut sack smelled like dank bile, salt, stale fishy cunt, yeast and Vieux Boulogne cheese, but she could usually suck the stench off a man’s scrotal sack in less than a minute. . ”He smiled and said, “Fair enough,” quickly pulling off his work clothes and tossing them aside. I found myself focused on his boxer shorts as he pulled them down until I was finally able to see his cock. It was as impressive as I thought it would be. Fondling my boobs had begun to arouse him, and his prick was already semi-hard, sticking out from his torso in a gentle arc, ending in a mushroom-shaped tip that seemed almost too heavy for his shaft. He kicked his boxers over next to my clothes,.