Long blonde hair, striking blue eyes. Her small breasts pointed out, her nipples pink against her fair skin. She thought of her husband. Joe's taller ...y a couple inches, skinny but with muscular arms. His broad chest always got to her. And the way his mustache and goatee felt against her skin. Mmm that always felt good. She loved the way his brown eyes would look at her as he made love to her. So caring and loving. Looking at herself in the mirror again, Jamie decided it was time to do. The fiery little redhead had latched on to him a few years ago and never let go. Fortunately, everything had worked out for the best. He met Racquel who accepted his relationship with Heather for a number of reasons. The first reason was that her new husband, 2 years her junior, was her first male lover and after experiencing his wonderful cock, she didn’t want another. The second reason was that she could hardly cast aspersions on his incestuous relationship, given the fact she shared her body. I figured he was just snoring. But he did it again. I poked my head off the side of the bed, and upside down I stared at him. There he was, dick in hand, eyes closed, rubbing it ferociously. It was enough to send my lady juices pouring out of me. I couldn't help staring. Out of nowhere, he opened his eyes and we looked at each other. "Oh, no, Lea, I'm so sorry. I thought you were asleep, and, um, well…." Even in the dim light you could tell my brother was blushing. Feeling an urge of courage,. On his smoke break, he had tried calling Jim but got no answer. Now, here he was checking up on him. Jaime stood next to him on the front steps. The door opened, and a much different Jim Scott stood before them. He wore a bathrobe, and underneath appeared to be only wearing boxer shorts. Levon couldnt help but take notice of the well-built and hairless chest appearing at the opening of the robe. The hair on his head was messy and his chin sported a five oclock shadow. He still smelt of.