Ihad started to think of it as “my cock,” and at leastfor now, I did have complete control of it.I had been at it for maybe twenty minutes...and once againhe was peeking up, for what might have been the fourthor fifth time. I turned my head to see his face.“Oh, please,” he whispered, but the look in his eyes wasfar more eloquent.I grinned, but figuring it was enough, I grabbed a bunchof tissues, taking my hand from his nuts to do so. Iheld the tissues in line with his. Then the girl came back and pushed that guy away from the window. She had some bags with her with our food in it. She gave those bags to Pia, who then gave them to me. However, I wasn't planning to keep them in my hands, so I turned around and gave them to Illiana. "Let her hold those bags!" I thought. "Then she is useful for something else than getting me into trouble." Excuse me," Pia said, "but can I have my change now?" Oh sorry, of course, I don't know where my head is at the moment!" The. My brother Ronnie and I had been fucking for a long time. We started off playing with each other, then we started giving head and finally we fuck when I was ten. Ronnie and I had always been closeand I followed him around like a little puppy. We would fuck almost every morning before school.That early morning hard on felt so good. He was so gentle and passionate with me, he would kiss me so lovingly. Fast forward to the fall of 71, I'm nineteen, Ronnie is twenty and our little brother Eric. I could feel the familiar electric tingle and ache in my crotch, and I was getting very wet. Carol's eyes flicked from my tits to my pussy and back again. Then she just stared up my skirt, I knew I had her hooked, it looked like the gossip might be true after all. Carol started to squirm a little on the chair, the wine had reduced her inhibitions and my little pussy show had turned her on. I was fairly sure at this stage that if I'd offered to fuck her there and then she'd have said yes. So.